Seasonal Highland
Snow lies thick on the highland ground
Blood red sunsets most nights are found
Capercaillie perched high in the Scots pine
This fairytale landscape, I wish it were mine
A fresh highland wind brings buzzards on wing
At ground owls hunt and song thrushes sing
The water is now losing it’s wintry chill
And soft green shoots emerge to thrill
Summers here and the air is getting hot
Blooming marsh orchids display all that they’ve got
Pikes out hunting and deer families roam
In this beautiful place, these creatures call home
The heather now takes on it’s autumnal bloom
Stags roar in the misty mountain gloom
Pink footed geese inbound from the iced splinter
Small mammals gather rowans to prepare for the winter
Copyright © Steve Eaton | Year Posted 2017
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