By a Loch She Stands

By a loch she stands in a hidden Highland Glen Absorbing the view as she marvels at the Ben This granite of old with many stories to tell Of her Clansman's past in the place that they dwell Mountain sides of scree with carpets of heather Look good at all times no matter the weather Proud Stags roam in royalty pose Whilst Golden Eagles soar on breathless air flows Waterfalls thunder as they crash to the rocks Sheep roam the hillsides in grazing flocks Trout break the surface of translucent waters so pure Legend has said, that it can indeed cure The colours of the sunsets leave you totally in awe Even the sunrises make the bravest Clansmen thaw Remarkable pastels of orange, reds and blues Bring a tear and a smile, does this most beautiful hue By a loch she stands in a hidden Highland Glen In this most wonderful place, Scotland's her gem http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland-2.php