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.


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Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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June 12, 2009 at 8:27 AM
Hi James.I just finished reading this piece and throughly enjoyed it,thanks for pointing me in this direction.With your permission I shall be adding it to my favs and now shall move on and read your next suggestion. Melody?
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June 4, 2009 at 9:13 PM
I love you national pride ... live there a soul ... that never to himself has said ... this is my home, my native land ... your heart is alive, my patriotic friend,bravo for the write.
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June 4, 2009 at 6:06 PM
The history of your homeland is very inspiring, James, and its people are admired here in the states. Love, Carolyn
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June 3, 2009 at 5:56 PM
Again delivering honor to the past lives, your very meaningful past lives; thanks for sharing this, it was majestic, humongously sun-lifting, and you certainly know and enjoy reading the tracks left by the passing buttons at the back of our trail; thanks for the experience =D
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June 3, 2009 at 12:26 PM
WOW!!! What a wonderful write about the Scottish nation.
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