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I met myself on a winding path With the beach ten yards away, Walking slowly towards me then By the pounding breakers spray, The ..

‘There are times and tides in every life, There are things we never planned,’ The old man said to his grandson there As h..

He slipped on a set of headphones, Adjusted a dial or two, Then introduced his radio show And the members of his crew, ‘The ..

There comes a day when a love that’s frail Will shatter at a touch, No matter how long it’s been that way And has hung to..

He walked on up to the cottage from The cliff, the long way round, He didn’t want to be seen or heard, His footsteps made no so..

Deep in the gloom of her bedroom, Young Kathy dried her tears, It wasn’t as bad as the red room She’d been banished to fo..

We’d been at sea on a cruise ship, Some days to Paradise, An island in the pacific Of beaches, trees and spice, But storms,..

He sat in his favourite corner, Each day, just taking his pills, The old man, Frederick Horner Counting his cash and paying his bills..

There’s a time at night when the moon is full And the breakers pound the beach, The world is dark and asleep, the gull Lies nes..

The first time that I noticed them I passed them on the stair, She wore an amulet love-charm then He was much too old for her. I ..