We walked hand in hand over the sands, watching the waves roll in, oyster catchers, seagulls flew above. Children played on the beach and couples kissing on a warm Scottish summer day, such moments of love. We dined next to the marina and watched the boats come and go, drinking wine without a care, how now I wish we could be there, the world has changed but our love remains.
Michael Cochrane ©
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great descriptive piece