my daily swim
on the bluebell path to langland
for a swim in the icy sea
although the north wind has eased
it is cold enough for snow and me
to say once more to the lazy sun
i have had my daily dip
and warmth is an alien word
if you are caught in a tidal rip
then the towel does its job
the rough glow returns to limbs as
i raise my eyes to the farthest point
i do so enjoy my daily swims
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