My Mothers Isle

Take me to those fields of green Where my heart and soul sing Encircled by the oceans eye Forever watching Where the air is clean The wind blows free A land wholesome and strong Natures beauty an unending sight This is where I truly belong An old world charm Quaint and grand Aged, worn and rare Secrets to keep Stories to tell Heritage, tradition to share A land exquisite of beauty raw Never-ending, wild, free Fills me with such inner peace This is where I need to be This land abound it hugs my heart Powerful above and beyond Uncomplicated, simple, connected An almighty bond It renews my being Restores my soul With clarity and certainty Lifts my spirit Opens my eyes To who I am meant to be This land so wondrous Known as “The Isle of Man” Is where my mother was born Where her life began Now I share my mothers Isle With the man who holds my heart As we roam this wondrous land She is there by my side…hand in hand On natures heavenly work of Art