Highland Glen's and Beyond

Igneous stones All greyed with age Scatter the hillside In greened moss stage Forests of pine Patch blankets of tree's Fenced from the deer Who eat as they please Heather bloomed purples Carpet the ground Ferns like fans In the winds, rebound Mountains of the glen Over 3000 feet Munro's to climbers Incredible feats The roads to the isles Passages to the sea To the Isle of Skye The west of my country Nearly 800 islands Coastal Sporadic Invaded by many Celtic and Nordic Thermals so high Where the Eagle soars Rivers and falls In waterfall roar Tartans and whiskey Gaelic and pipes Highland Glen's for scenery There's nothing alike http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php