I remembered that I was born on Good Friday ...

The sun was low in the Good Friday sky -

Visitors' Qashqais filled the car park - 

I saw five crows flying above the chalk cliffs - 

The cove was a semi circle of shining water - there were white stones beneath our feet - 

Long shadows touched the sea - 

I remembered that I was born on Good Friday - 

I counted all my years - 

I picked up a flawless stone, hiding it in my pocket - 

Small waves broke upon the beach - 

17.30

Friday 25 March 2015

Lulworth Cove 

Dorset