by Jem Croucher

There’s a lady with a cup of tea
who comes from time to time
Sits on the shingle for a while
when the weather’s fine
And sometimes when the wind is strong
colour fills the sky
as kites takes to the sea and surf
and pass me swiftly by

Sometimes there’a a single hut
that’s open to the sun
And other times there’s many more
for long days filled with fun
Days pass, times change but always
I am here on southern shore
For I’m the beach at Lancing
and there’s always room for more


Photo – the ‘cup of tea’ lady (snapped from Hut 101), Lancing Beach, West Sussex, UK – Jempics

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