Loch Etive Poem by Ewen A Morrison

This fine loch takes boats, all parts -
carries us all – and floats our hearts...
Loch, in beauty and peace – abounds;
users and visitors – truly astounds!

Where from, where you're bound?
The experience will always astound -
seen other lands, sailed all seas;
enjoy this loch in pleasant ease.

Gorgeous, skirted by mountains -
love forms the sweetest fountains...
beautiful demeanor – as fine Gem;
admirable – for many millennium.

The jewel lies in our 'Treasure-Chest' -
on her own, she's one of the best...
love of our land - life full of love;
should be: your 'happy free dove'!

Where lies matters less than view:
old splendour replete, nothing new...
words try to show every 'taint' ~
can't express all that we Paint! !

Wonderful – as may be dreamed...
Lochscape – priceless, esteemed!

Enjoy...

E.A.M.