My Home

Welcome to my home for this is where I'll stay It's where I was born, and where I'll end my days It rests on the banks, of the Caledonian Canal Surrounded by it's Highland beauty, in typical enthral Cedars, Firs and Birch trees, iconic in their settings Rain clouds often surround us, cascades them in their wetting Then there's the carpets of heather, that cover clannish grounds Where you can tip toe over it's surface, and not even leave a sound To view the blooms of gorse, and marvel at our thistles Just leaves you so in awe, walking with a whistle We appreciate what nature gives, these breathing awesome beings To watch them in her wilds, we rub our eyes at seeing We are steeped in wondrous history, some good and not so grand But nowhere on this earth, will you have stepped on welcomed lands So welcome to my home, of mountains and the glens Where us Highlanders reside, the ultimate of men http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland-4.php