Beach Breakfast

by Jem Croucher

Saturday morning came and
the sun was nice and bright
A beach breakfast was beckoning
so we rather thought we might
And just as luck would have it
not that far from home
there’s a restaurant right on the beach
(no need to book by phone)

So off we plodded, ‘cross the green
to ‘The Perch’ upon the beach
On the foreshore with a view
and within quite easy reach
And afterwards (well, wouldn’t you?)
we walked down to the sea
and paddled in the water
Holly, Grace and Sal and me

©Jemverse

Photo – ‘The Perch’ restaurant, Lancing Beach Green, West Sussex, UK – Jempics

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2 Comments to “Beach Breakfast”

  1. Sounds wonderful, Jem. Well captured in this poem.

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