BARRY Island has had a face-lift
Pleasure Park no longer in ruins
Dripping with tears on rainy days.
The rainbow coloured beach huts
Look splendid under the February sun
With just innocuous clouds passing by.
In the summer vast crowds will gather here
Full of smiles, enjoying the atmosphere
Returning to the funfair, eating ice cream
And perhaps swimming in the Channel
Painted a Turner blue and silver today
A welcome respite from winter storms
So that Whitmore Bay wears its finest clothes
As I join dog walkers on the beach
Mingling with ghosts who still wander the shore
As they did so many years before.