Last weekend I spent a day by the sea in what can only be described as bracing weather. It was cold, raining, windy and generally a little bit wild! Anyway, a wonderful friend suggested we both write an acrostic so here is mine:
Standing on the edge of the world
Amongst walls of salt, continually falling.
Tides collide with crashing concrete.
Battling the pounding, threatening to consume
Ultimate, intense freedom.
Returning to promenade, arcades and beach huts whilst
Not quite turning a back to the sea.