I hear you calling me,Calling me home

Oh where gonna make some
Rock-'n'-roll this winter
Now my teenage heart as said hello to you

Not sure what it is..but when

l am at a seaside place,

get urge for all kinds of 70's music.

But this visit, the winds blew.
The chill factor was evident.
I felt old,pulled my collar up
withdrew into Cafe, there was a shocker waiting

 Cheapest cuppa was £3_60. Suddenly felt very old.
My life has included many moments walking cliffs, heading to supper bar. Loving the waves. Knowing ships are in Harbour. Little ones are safe.

 Foxes are on the Prowl. Not shy creatures.

Bold plenty more then previous.

Time has flown Autumn arrived.
The storms plus waves of November now come crashing.
Love of God still visible. Bag of chips still warms one.

 Echos in the closed sea battered empty fairground. Soul singer
laments for summers lost love.
" I hear you calling me,Calling me home"