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.
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