A Lone Piper - Poem by David Harris
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
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