A Highland Melody Poem by sarah macdonald

In bonny Scotland's land so fair,
Where hills and glens enchant the air,
A bagpiper on highland moor,
Plays a tune that stirs the core.

With tartan plaid and kilted pride,
The Scotsman walks with steady stride,
A dram of whisky, strong and pure,
Cheers the heart and makes it soar.

From Loch Ness to the Isle of Skye,
Castles old and legends nigh,
The land of haggis and deep-fried treats,
Where kilts and bagpipes never retreat.

So raise a glass to Scotland's fame,
A land of beauty and ancient name,
Where poetry and music thrive,
In the land where dreams alive.