Farewell to Stepper Point
To Pentire Head today
To Lundy’s gaping hole
And Rock and Daymer Bay
Adieu to Polzeath beach
To Wadebridge and Padstow
To Rumps and islands in the sea
Now time to tally ho
To Cornwall fair and mild
With thrift and gorse so bright
Goodbye my lover by the sea
Your memories shine bright
And now so free to feel the air
Behind the dunes back of the bay
In midst of links and hillocks green
And nestled at the foot of Brea
I sit and from my vantage point
I see and view the Camel’s mouth
With Stepper Point ahead of me
And Rock a little to the south
In stillness do I hear the sounds
Of gulls so high upon the wing
The lapping of the distant waves
And on a Sunday people sing
The rustle of the Cornish air
The drifting of the golden sand
The knocks of golf balls driving past
And silent hub-bub of the land
The memories I cherish dear
The essence of dear souls of old
The squeals of children by my font
And spirits ether to behold
And when the mist encircles me
From sea and land on cooler days
I feel the touch and recollect
Why to Him I will impart praise
To find out more about this little church nestled in the Dunes of Daymer Bay, Trebetherick on the North Cornwall coast click here
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