Here in dear Scotland are mountains and glens. Lone crofters cottages and wee but and bens.
We can ski down fine mountains all covered with snow.
Fish from the river in glens down below.
Ben Nevis and Cairngorm majestically rise.
From deep in the glens with tops in the skies.
Then from Strathspey comes the water of life, as whisky is known.
Come see it made then take some of it home.
Why not visit the Sutherland coast.
Come see the fine beaches of which we can boast.
There’s golf at St Andrews who home it is found.
Beautiful gardens and castles abound.
With all of these sights and wonders at hand.
Why do we holiday in some foreign land?
© Brian W Hill