A wonderful poem sent to us by one of our guests.

You may remember that we came to Yellow Sands for a week  and were in Flat 7. It was a wonderful week and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

As I did say at the time, I had written a poem regarding Harlyn Bay and the wonderful view that we had from the lounge and the relaxed week we had. I have enclosed a copy.

Yours faithfully,  

Margaret Payne  

 

A CORNISH BAY

             It was evening’s time of day,

                 When we arrived at Harlyn Bay;

             Having left work and city stress,

                 What  awaited? We could but guess.

 

             The setting sun had stayed awake,

                 Sinking slowly – for our sake?

             With burnished hue this perfect orb,

                 The sea, the sky – it’s rays absorb.

 

             I waken with the breaking day,

                 I look eastward across the bay;

             And with the light of morning dawn,

                 I see the springtime sun reborn,

 

             Here I have found peace and beauty,

                 Free from cares and city duty;

             The days, the hours, need no measure,

                 Blessed am I with timeless leisure.

Thank you Margaret for your very cleaver poem

 

Martin and Debbie