Alba

Rustic mountains Through glaciations Moulded this wonderful Scottish Nation Caledonian Forests Covered our land On our Western Islands Golden beached sands Glens and rivers Cris cross our land Glorious moors Where the Highland Stag stands Majestic and tall Proud and might This king of beasts The most wonderful sight Scenery to thrill Heather-ed in purpled bloom Look out any window Its our own front room Golden Eagles Soar above these lands Winged royalty In their blue blooded strand Our contribution to our modern world Is all around us, read and learn Logie Baird, with Television Pedal Cycle, Kirkpatrick MacMillan Medical marvel, Penicillin In other Nations our touch has felt Our Ancestors us, we Celts For centuries we cast our nets To further lands We were always met Friendly Scots in every way Gave this world A better say America, Canada, New Zealand too Us Scots are in me and you Ancestral blood runs through our veins The quite wonderful Scottish strain Alba. http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php