Why are ye named, so Lonely Bay?
Alone perhaps, but lonely, Nay!
How could this be, you have the Sea,
And all that’s wild and all that’s free.
Lonely Bay, we meet again;Two long years have passed,Since I last gazed upon you,With sadness in my heart. I wondered then, “Why lonely?”Alone perhaps; that’s true.But lonely? Nay, that could not be,‘Twas me just feeling blue. That day your beach lay empty,No footprints to be seen,And something deep inside me,Recognised…