This is the place to be - A poem by S Graves

This is the place to be

At the south of the Machars
Where the land meets the sea
This is the place to be.

Some miles from where mum was born
An isle.. The Isle of Whithorn
This is the place to be.

T'was once an isle for a Saint
Now joined with the houses so quaint
This is the place to be.

In a place on the Laigh Hill
Where the air is tranquil
This is the place to be.

As you look over the bay
It's a great place to stay
This is the place to be.

Just stroll around the village
A place for pilgrimage
This is the place to be.

Be it sunset or sunrise
The views are a surprise
This is the place to be.

Just stroll around at twilight
And watch the stars delight
This is the place to be.

Go out to sea if you wish
With rod and line to fish
This is the place to be.

Or if you fancy to eat
There's a cafe, just a treat
This is the place to be.

Or if you have nothing in
There's the Steam Packet Inn
This is the place to be.

If  peace and quiet you wish
Listen to the  sea swish
This is the place to be.

See the Lakeland  Fells stand proud
On the days without cloud
This is the place to be.
Hear gulls call over the sea
To the Man westerly
This is the place to be.

Feel the breeze touch you within
And more relaxed begin
This is the place to be.

Taste the local drink and food
Put you in a peaceful mood
This is the place to be.

Smell the sea and salty air
And let go of all care
This is the place to be.

So if it's a break you crave
 With  memories to save
This is the place to be.


Stuart Graves

Pic. S Graves St Ninnian's Chapel Sunrise