View From Our Window

Five floors up and beside the sea,
The view from our flat is magic to me;
To the right is the Firth of Forth;
Across the water; Fife's to the North.

At low tide we see an expanse of sand
Dogs and their walkers find it grand,
Wild swimming is now much more common;
A plunge in cold water, courage to summon.

Paddle boards, kayaks, and dingies abound
Edinburgh's seaside with its fairground,
The promenade bustles even in winter;
Walkers, bicycles and the odd sprinter.

The view ahead is Arthur's Seat
A mountain in the city; my view is complete.
In winter it can be covered in snow,
In spring the yellow gorse is aglow.

My previous abode was the countryside;
Old age forced us to the city abide;
The view from our window is the saving grace,
Makes us feel there is plenty of space.

Even when we don't venture outside
We can see action and much more beside.