In days before my heart was sore
from wondering what if, what next, and what for.
But today that was swept away
by the sights on the prom at Galway Bay.
A boy’s carrying a sand pale, and old boy’s telling a tall tale
and a hooker’s preparing to set sail.
At the foot of the palm tree, a smiling white Westie
is unleashed and invited to run free.

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