Seaside Poems 

By Josie Whitehead

THOSE

PLEASURABLE DAYS

By Josie Whitehead

Those Pleasurable Days

What fun we all had when we went to West Bay:
We had sunshine and sandcastles all through the day.
      We had waves that came rolling from faraway lands
       
And had seashells and buckets and -  don’t forget sand.

What fun we all had when we went to West Bay.
I had cousins to play with in those pleasurable days.
      I had aunties and uncles and Mum and Dad too -
      And, if I can remember, a sky always blue.

What fun we all had as we splashed in the sea -
My aunties, my uncles, my cousins and me.
     
We hunted for shells, which the sea had washed clean,
       And I made a grand sandcastle, fit for a queen.

What fun we all had - and we shared what we ate.
Oh yes, picnics are good and you don’t need a plate,
       But like all days of fun, the time quickly went by
       
And we packed up our things and we gave a small sigh.

Then early next morning we went back again 
But - oh typical Britain - for down came the rain.
      Then mackerel boats came, fully laden with fish,
      Although our fish and chips we preferred in a dish.

My summers at Bridport cannot be the same
And the time moving forward must surely take blame,
      But a snapshot of those days will stay in my heart
      And those memory snapshots are great works of art.

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Note:  West Bay - Near Bridport, Dorset, England

Yes, it was fun and we did take all that we ate and drank (usually sandwiches and water)  and took our paper bags, cups etc home with us.  Not one thing was ever left on the beach for the tide to take out.  The most we ever bought might have been an ice-cream cone, if we were VERY lucky.  The second world war was on or just over and sugar was rationed, so an ice cream was a very special treat.