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I’ll walk along this beach again, 
    Where waves caress the shore,
With golden sand beneath my feet 
     And sea treasures to explore.

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I’ll scuff my feet upon the sand 
    And watch their trails expand
As the teasing wavelets follow me 
     And dance across the sand.

 

I’ll breathe in again the salty air 
    With the breeze upon my cheek.
Cormorants scout the clear blue seas 
     From far up lofty peaks.

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I’ll clamber over golden rocks 
     Where rock pools gently warm.
Here, anemones and limpets hide 
      Away from rough sea storms. 

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I’ll recall the very many years 
    That have passed since I came here –
Years filled with work, with caring - 
     One by they've disappeared.

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As I walk along this beach again, 
    Do the years show on my face?
The world’s a very different place,
     Changed by the human race.

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