I walked along the beach The waves were crashing wildly on the rocks The sand whipped through my hair The shells whispered secrets The wind made music to my ears And I began to laugh
This looks like the bottom of Mutton Bird Island in Coffs Harbour. Have you ever been there Bush Boy? It is especially wonderful at night around this time of the year with the wind on your face and the warm sea breeze mumuring and the sound of crashing on the rocks. Great poem
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This looks like the bottom of Mutton Bird Island in Coffs Harbour. Have you ever been there Bush Boy? It is especially wonderful at night around this time of the year with the wind on your face and the warm sea breeze mumuring and the sound of crashing on the rocks. Great poem
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