Peighinn Nam Fadhla - An T-Eilean Dorcha

We walked and talked for hours as we sat on the golden sands A fine yellow grain so soft, found on Benbecula's open lands We are so fortunate on this day no swell from the Atlantic shows The morning sun into the afternoon warms in smiling loving glow The salty air attracts our taste, as if to say it's there In splendid scenery surround we absorb and politely stare We marvel at the breakers as they land with a soft applause Taking in this day so calm, knowing nature can change with cause Our afternoon now wanes as we head back along the coast Looking forward to the evening ceilidh, and to this Dark Island we will toast http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland-5.php