Where streams gurgle
Green hills shrouded in mist
Where sparkling lochs
Extend
There I feel at home
Where sounds can be heard
In the quiet green valleys
Of bagpipe music
And crows scratch
I want to be there
Where roads are winding
Their way
Through a vast landscape
Of waterfalls and rugged coastline
There I want to stay forever
© KH
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