On Delmarva again a truly great spot that America most forgot you have won our hearts again thank you for the oysters the crabs and the clams and the ponies we thank you a lot lord how the kids loved the ponies the foal by the road has our hearts after being away a long time we are again the two of us walking on this beach a beach so long it’s the whole of Maryland’s shore and so pristine its sands sparkle and squeak laughing gulls laughing with us breakers breaking fast into the sand’s steep slope a beautiful blue and pale green and a boy is asleep in warm dunes behind the beach are the marshes the marshes are owned by the birds birds are the best of what’s left across the marsh on the island is the quaint fishing town oh god there are pieces still here of what the watermen had once the small lovely houses and the big boats and the little boats and the nets and the pots big men in wet trousers and the smell of old fish ripe on the docks (music bridge) behind the beach are the marshes the marshes are owned by the birds birds are the best of what’s left across the marsh on the island is quaint Chincoteague town oh god there are pieces still here of what the watermen had once
