Beach – Written Sunday 5th October 2003 (Aged 28)

Beach

you are my beach
my clifftop,
the one i safely reach
you are my train,
the one which is homeward bound
you are my city map,
how i get around
you are my up,
when i am so down
you are my quiet,
to the daily life sounds
you are my pattern
the beauty beneath
all the things i would like to be
all the the things i would love to teach
you are my rock,
my beautiful seashell pool
the way through the mental block
the finest set of tools,
you are my beach

James Garratt – Sunday 5th October 2003



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