Three gulls,
sea gulls,
stood on a wall;
each one hungry,
shrilly they call.
.
Observant, aware,
waiting opportunity
to grab a tasty morsel,
a chip or a tuna tea.
.
Some love them,
some hare them,
but highly I rate them the most,
the seaside patrollers,
of Cornwall’s fair coast.
Graeme Sandford 