Talisker

This place called Talisker on the Isle of Skye It just has to be visited to be seen by the naked eye Situated on the West Coast, on one of Alba's isles In any season one can only toast, taken in by smiles For in the Spring it's surrounded by anew Shoots reborn showing seasonal view Lambs jumping, springing, on the various farms With not a care in the world sharing their charms Summer now abounds in blooms of various greens Sparodic white houses stand out amongst the scenes Birds in vocal song catching insects on the breeze The sounds of children playing in fun filled please Autumn slowly encroaches with the signs in the trees Leaves in colour loss as the branches start to grieve Carpets of many shades delight before their end As we await the impending rains that natures due to send There is now the chill of winter as all around starts to show On the high ground her intentions, craggy peaks topped with snow The day will soon be here, with her virginal carpet lay Whether Spring, Summer or Autumn, even Winter has her say http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-15.php