Bay Head NJ
A country village nestled by the sea
Four blocks wide but filled with grace and charm
Stately homes passed down through generations
A place where all your troubles are disarmed.
You feel a sense of peace pervade the car
The moment that you drive across the bridge
The traffic may be snarled on 35
A paltry toll for such a privilege.
The sand upon the beach is deep and fine
In the summer Curtis Market is open late
Stop in and grab your favorite brand of wine.
Sit on your porch, relax, luxuriate.
Superstorm Sandy left the town distraught
The town was broken but it did not bend
Neighbors called and asked how are you doing
Now that's the definition of a friend.
So if you feel the need to just unwind
Just grab your wife and kids don't hesitate
The welcome mat is out 12 months a year.
Take the Parkway to Exit 98.
Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014
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