These black waters be still.
All’s at peace; no omens ill.
Nessie’s away, ferries are asleep.
Twinkle stars shine across the deep.
Adventures beckon children’s wake.
Misty icing decorates mountain cake.
Pale moon stares into liquid mirror,
romance draws the heart nearer.
Joyous whisky spells splendid night,
spray of sea adding nice delight.
And as the haggis settles down,
and life’s troubles drown…
The piper’s majestic shrills echo,
along with the purring of Loch Ness gecko.
And the ghosts of Celtic Warrior’s pride,
Decorate this magical Scottish tide.
Billy & Roddy be proud.
By D.C. Wood (23.09.2013)