The Deer On The Mountain. Poem by Michael Cochrane

The Deer On The Mountain.



In the misty morning of Glencoe, the deer run over the valley. Of all the places that the west winds blow this is the best. Land of hearts and dreams, gleaming melting snow on the mountain tops. Clouds wispy and beautiful fill me with serenity and peaceful moments to wander free.
Michael Cochrane © 2023

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