Iconic Beachy Head

How lucky am I to live close by the iconic Beachy Head From below I can hike up a very steep hill Though on reaching the top I can feel quite ill So nowadays I travel by bus there instead Such very sad stories of troubled souls Who arrived there, but never went home For despite the wonder and beauty untold As a suicide spot it has come to be known Despite sadness and trauma of troubled souls past As they leapt to their deaths in despair Such tranquillity and peace I feel in the air Whenever I visit; whenever I’m there The feeling of calm that abounds all around Surely comes from those souls as they soared They are now at peace no more suffering or pain Free from their troubles they are joyful again I truly hope they reached a place Where no longer they feel pain For in this life they found no joy They had to leave - had to destroy So guided by a mourning dove To a tranquil place instilled with love Written on 5th October 2018 Contest Strand Choice V Sponsor Brian Strand HONORABLE MENTION