Misty Loch Poem by Jim O'Donnell

The misty loch water oh so still
With that gentle reflection of the heather filled hills
The morning grass all covered in dew
If you new how much I missed you

The dear by your shoreline quenching his thirst
As the morning sun begins to burst
The mist will be gone soon as I stand there in awe
This is the Scotland that I do adore

No words in a poem
Or letter I write
Can tell of your beautiful mystical site
Your picture is with me when I go to bed
And will always be there till I’m dead


22 09 2010
Chellaston