Breakwater Cafe

In the middle of the colder weather, a poem about a warm and cheerful seaside café, which can be just the place for romance...

Breakwater Cafe
 
Along the breakwater, the tide is high
Fisherman braving the pelting rain
Seagulls wheel above, a plaintive cry
And we are walking down lover's lane
 
Inside the café, it is so cosy, so warm
Rain beating against the window pane
Good to be inside, where outside storm
Our journeys end, down lover's lane
 
Victoria Sponge, and fried egg rolls
And cups of tea, such pleasure gain
Together here, with hearts and souls
Our respite here, down lover's lane
 
Short break in the day, but not mundane
For here we came, down lover's lane