My favourite walk is disappearing fast,
And it’s difficult to say how I feel.
I know in the future many more will enjoy
Its beauty, its silence and wild appeal.
They will see the sea in its gentlest mood,
Then hear it thundering with joy.
Throwing itself high up on the cliffs,
Like an eagle with its talons deployed.
They will see a sunrise in the early dawn,
That will open their eyes and their mind.
They will see great ships way out in the bay,
With cargoes for Hartlepool,Tees and Tyne.
Looking west they’ll see a fiery sunset,
That will remind them of the old Wagger moon.
And people lying quietly further down the road
Will know that all’s well with the Toon.
But the most beautiful sight is the bay at night,
From Fairy Cove to the Wear.
A sparkling display in a dazzling array,
And the wild Northern Lights might appear.