| MoonbeamsA delicate moonbeam, dancing
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| | My father's the one i so dearly miss,
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| high, atop the star filled sky,
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| | An ache in my heart, at no parting kiss.
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| filters down to crimson brook, where
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| | No special words i so wanted to say,
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| once we use to fly.
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| | Just a numbing ache that wont go away.
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| Where night flight dancing filled the
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| | My mind now roams, on sweet times gone
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| air, a bustling brook of fun,
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| | by,
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| where hearty revelry and feasting time,
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| | Long forgotten memories,a tear now in my
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| was had by everyone.We would dance the
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| | eye.
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| night, upon the flopper trees, majestic
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| | My friends all huddled round you,
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| looking frame,
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| | stories being told,
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| fly the night airs bristling winds, hard
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| | You defeating the daleks, or finding the
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| task to conquer and tame.
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| | long lost gold.
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| Spiral into the silent brook, to ride on
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| | The wink you use to give me, as i sat
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| the mermaids backs,
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| | there by your side,
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| to swim through reed and lilac, and
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| | I,in awe of my father,heart so full of
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| chase through rocky cracks.We would race
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| | pride.
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| the lively glow-worm, like the jockeys of
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| | Now you roam the heavens, free of
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| long ago,
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| | earthly pain,
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| picnic among the josiper plants, swaying
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| | Wings aspread, you're flying now in the
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| to and fro.
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| | lords domain.
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| Till morning dewdrops, filled the air,
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| | A kiss i send now, up to the sky so
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| glistening in the light,
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| | blue,
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| for now was the time of the giants, dare
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| | Catch it dad, tis a kiss with wings for
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| not venture into their sight.But alas
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| | you.Scotlandoch, tae walk again, through
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| those times have gone now, no more can we
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| | the winding hills;
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| be seen,
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| | wae the heather at ma feet.
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| for prying eyes, and modern times, have
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| | jus tae wander roond the glens n lochs,
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| marred the forest sheen.
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| | or tae climb auld arthurs seat.
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| Strange creatures rumble, ripping roots,
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| | tae lose maself in the heady scent,
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| trees tumble in their wake,
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| | o the heather swaying bright.
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| upon them ride the human folk, their
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| | tae climb the wondrous mountains high,
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| homes they want to make.So now we live
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| | n gaze doon at that awesome sight.
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| below now, a dark and sombre land,
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| | of ma home toons lights a twinkling,
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| lost our wings, a flightless life, dark
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| | like stars in a sea o brine.
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| future is at hand.
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| | am hame now wat a feeling, godbless this
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| We wait until the time returns, when we
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| | country o mine.
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| can roam the starry sky,
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| | a country thats a part o me,
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| to bask upon the moonbeams, where all
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| | a place thats proud n grand.
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| the fairy folk can fly.A kiss with
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| | so full o myths n legends,
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| wingsThe ones we love, don't go away,
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| | tis ma bonnie wee scotland.check more
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| They walk side by side with us every
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| | poems and fun things at my blogspot . . .
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| day.
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| | that was a sample of my poetry, hope you
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| Unseen, unheard, but always near,
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| | enjoyed them. visit my blogspot for more
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| Still loved, still missed, still very
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| | poetry, jokes, and hilarious video clips.
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| dear.
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