For Kate and those who love Bryher

I know this little magic isle

And when I’m there it makes me smile

There is this sea of green and blue

And in between each shade and hue

With golden sand and shoreline treasure

I can explore and sit in pleasure

Sea thrift pink and birdsfoot yellow

Colours of nature soft and mellow

The north end can be harsh and bleak

When in winter storms shelter we seek

Breathe in, sigh out the island peace

My love of here will never cease

As water laps, tide line creeps higher

I sit in wander at beautiful Bryher.