We walk together hand in hand looking across to argyll and dunoon, the hills and mountains are majestic, the water blue it's beauty like a sapphire it sparkles in the sun, we take time to gaze at the Scottish scenery. The ship's pass to the pier up and down silent and swift we walk to inverkip marina, we watch the sun go down and have a drink, enjoying life and love.
Michael Cochrane ©
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem