Gibraltar
poem by:
R.T. Aquinas
Written
on Jul 19, 2018
On Day Four, we went to The Rock The ship came in at 12 O'Clock We looked down and at the sea. It was a beautiful aquamarine. From Gibraltar was quite a picturesque scene: We could see Spain And the Straight of Gibraltar was only eight miles wide With the Moroccan Mountains on the other side Behind whom the rest of Africa does hide. A visit to a Pillar of Hercules A glorious day with just a soft breeze.
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Frank Hornby . commented on Sep 23, 2020 at 7:40am
This is a lovely poem Rhys....it paints a lovely picture in my mind...ðŸ‘ðŸ»
