Legacy

wild heather in the highlands
lay thick across the vista
a purple headed carpet
spread wide before my eyes
the sky a raspberry sorbet
the loch a lake of echoes
and there the sound of bagpipes
a lonesome piper playing
drowned out the calming silence
he stood there serenading
pink ripples on the water
my love he turned towards me
it was a tender moment
a tender tender moment
a tear fell from his eye
swamped by the sense of history
the castles and the battles
the wretched cries of battle
the clan men clashed in battle
like every conflict since then
no matter the location
the loss is overwhelming
division more division
no winners only losers
this heart is done with clashes
this heart is done with battles
the nails are in the coffin
what’s left a bridge of sighs

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[Cherrie]

…wild heather… is a aromatic carpet that speaks from days long ago. As it whispers over the loch.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Cherrie. Happy new year.

Chris