The Brighton Pier <br />Festooned with lights <br />Flowed with irrepressible energy <br />And an infectious gaiety, which <br />Not even the sky, <br />Coloured like a grey mouse, <br />Dusting down feathery sprays <br />On cobble stoned lanes, <br />Could dampen. <br />The sea gulls were busy <br />The water was choppy <br />The wind was icy <br />And the horizon lay wrapped <br />In a haze of translucence <br />Thank you my friends <br />For taking me there <br /> <br /> <br />(Courtesy: Family friends Leony and Pat Applebe)<br /><br />leonard daranjo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-day-in-brighton/
