The Cove

Inside The Cove is a magical place

Where dreams always come true

Friends gather to have a laugh

Just outside is the Atlantic blue.

A game of pool or the juke box

Where songs blare out by night

By day the sun beams down from above

On the beach there is a flying kite.

When the time has come to walk away

The tears fill up inside

But the parting is not forever gone

Soon again we will meet by the tide.

So keep some smiles for Glenbeg

don't wear them all away

Because Glenbeg will be there for us

In paradise another day.

Graham O' Sullivan