My Solway Joys
by James Wheatley
It sparkles in the morning sun
Lights twinkle when the day is done.
A Magnox giant sleeps in the bay
Its roar, now safely locked away.
It guides the salmon to its home
Provides a space for winds to roam,
Fuelled by the moon's bi-rhythmic way
Two tides race through each Solway day.
Small children happily scream and shrill
Enjoying the freedoms in which they thrill.
Some boats - not many, ply their way
They add more interest to the view Solway.
In autumn when the sun seems spent
The geese return with gay lament.
Wind turbines on the Firth array
It's good to watch their restful sway.
The winter storms bring thrill and change
They charge the beach and re-arrange.
The snow tops shrink and fade away,
The reeds grow through by early May.
Between its banks the clouds oft split
The sun peeps through to smile at it
Please, come and share her, spend the day
We all can feel its our Solway.