Irish Seas Beckons Me
The baby laughs.
Takes first steps along this path.
Follow the maps directions.
GPS pin points the destination.
To your journeys end.
A marathon to help a friend.
Hot winds above hot sand.
Pop concerts with a band.
Pelicans catch fish near shore.
While seagulls fly for more.
Barking seals may bite.
Seashells & crabs found tonight.
Coves & caves and tidal waves.
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