A poem about my home Eastbourne by Frankie

Beautiful mystical Eastbourne Bush to sea Wind blowing, seagulls hovering I feel free. Our vibrant seasons come and go I look forward to each Exciting winter southerlies, pristine pink blossoms Long summer evenings at the beach. Tennis, Rugby, Soccer, Biking, Yachting or Netball A backwards flip off the wharf Eastbourne just has it all. From Playgroup to Kindy to Muritai Friendships, family and fun My memories of the Bay are running through dunes Lying on the sand, enjoying the sun. By Frankie Middleton. E-njoyable A-mazing S-wimming/sport T-rees B-ush walks O-cean U-njulateing Hills R-aft N-ice beaches E-astbouse pool.