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Old 4th May 2002, 16:10
Highlandheart Highlandheart is offline
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If willie can do it ......so can i !!



The ocean breeze
that catches your face.
The coals of the fire
translucent in their place.

Hearing dogs in the mist
and pride in the pipes.
Seeing wisdom in the clouds
and stars in the night.

When all of this alone
is old & of the past.
The Scottish heart will beat still
and bear the strenth & love to last.
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Old 4th May 2002, 16:31
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Bravo!

And where can I find the one that Willie did?

~S
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Old 4th May 2002, 17:06
Highlandheart Highlandheart is offline
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Hi Silvelining !! Thank you




you can find willie's poetry on LOOOOOOVE in this
cat.


get this.... Love bla bla bla
Love bla bla bla
Love bls bla bla

by " Maddog " lol
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Old 4th May 2002, 17:09
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be good if i could type !!
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Old 4th May 2002, 17:29
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Patriotic poetry...

Okay then, some exiled poetry?

Scattered out to the world like the stars of the night
the children of Scotland faced hunger and fight
and settled on foreign and barren shores
far away from sweet heather and mist-covered moors.

No heart could forget, though the new life was good,
Where the pride and the honour had their ancient roots,
The songs and the legends of Lomond and Tay
made their dreams and emotions live on till today.

No money or riches could ever purchase
the secretful pride of the old Scottish race,
the smell of the heather, the song of the lark,
the bright northern light that sweeps through the dark.

When the stormwinds of Scotland sweep over the main
To call home the children of Alba again
With sounds of the pipes and of ancient song
The Scottish will go where their heart does belong.

Hehehe, that's pathetic, isn't it?

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Old 4th May 2002, 19:47
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Highlandheart, your very talented.. please post more

Jacobit.. pathetic.. no.. your very talented.. I'd love to hear more
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Old 4th May 2002, 22:28
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Thank you Sapph!! i shall.


Jacobbite -: i thought the one you wrote was lovely!!


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