1 of 7 in the Jemverse series ‘Shoreham again’
I have a beach of shingle mixed
With golden sea-washed sand
Its grandeur and its mystery
Forged by God’s own hand
I have a river winding through
The valley from the sea
Its tidal water carrying
Swans and seabirds oft to me
I have a range of rolling hills
The green of Sussex fair
And there really isn’t anything
With all this to compare
My home is here with all of this
It’s a special place to be
The river, hills and beach that is
My Shoreham by the Sea
©Jemverse
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