Over cold blue skies the geese fly to Canada. On the bonnie banks of Loch Tay I watch the autumn trees turn copper and golden and red. I think on you my love and my heart recalls your parting the shores of Scotland. The northern wind carries my love to you.
Michael Cochrane ©
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a beautifully romantic poem! .. With such beautiful heart and imagery! ..