Poem by catherine moll
I remember the times at Sailsbury Beach
All that we wanted was within our reach
The smells of the ocean, the sounds from the birds
The laughter from families all could be heard
Steaming the clams we would all dip our butter
Watching her eyelashes she quickly made flutter
The fires would burn but only at night
The roasting of marshmellows, that smelled outta sight! ! !
The week-ends were great but they came to an end
Until the next time, I'll see you then Friend.
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