On the Seawall Side
From one end to the other,
I love to take a ride.
What great sites, I get to see,
Down the seawall side.
I like to ride on weekdays,
On my way to work.
Down the beach, makes me forget,
I’m only just a clerk.
As I look over the gulf,
Up into the sky,
Nothing blocks the scenery,
Only the birds and planes go by.
I’ve lived here all my life,
And the beach is never the same.
But the fishing boats and swimming,
Will always be here to remain.
Summer weekends and Holidays,
Are always fun, you see.
Tourists come from everywhere,
To join the beach activities.
On the boulevard, late at night,
The beauty is still there.
No one could ever paint a picture,
To even closely compare.
Every chance that I may get,
I’ll always take a ride,
Down the beach, to get a view,
From the seawall side.
Florence McMillian (Flo)
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