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Watson’s Point

Beautiful relaxing Watson’s Point

The sound of the waves reaching out to the sand

Then slowly being dragged back to the ocean

Back and forth

Back and forth

 

The scent of fish and chips

The smell of the salt the oil and vinegar

 

The sun slowly descending

To end the day

The vibrant colours of the sunset

Reminding you the day is over

The Image of Watson's Point


By Georgio K.

View more poems from All Saints Grammar Belmore, NSW, 2012