28-May-2016 to 4-Jun-2016
A land of mists and melancholy scenes
Gothic windows of a proud ruined abbey
Reminders of the Vikings who once ruled
Cleveland's cliffs melting into the sea.
A land of magic where vampires roamed
Saints who spread the faith in ages old
The angry sea swelling against the rocks
The heather and gorse on the heath.
We laughed and sang in the humid dew
Saw Whitby's once proud fishing port
Now mostly filled by pleasure craft
We walked the heaths and saw the bracken
The yellow flowered gorse upon the hills
Enjoyed that land of fog and sorcery.
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