A Lone Piper Poem by David Harris
A Lone Piper
A lone piper played
on the opposite side of Loch Ness.
The music from his bagpipes
drifted through the morning mist
that hung inches above the water.
The soothing notes hung in the air
serenading the monster
reported living there.
2 April 2008
your so lucky to live so close to such beautiful land and customs
I can see it all, the piper playing with the mist all around... I wish nessie would eat the piper and kill that god awful sound...: -) Andy 10
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4/17/2024 8:26:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lyrical variation of The Pied Piper of Hamlin. Sweet. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥