Scotland

The grass of rolling hills swayed across the fields

Dirt roads passing through unnoticed

Trees' leaves jostling in the breeze

Homes of thatched roofs spotted the countryside

Sounds of fiddles and violins carry across the plains

Deer leap over hedges and bushes

Rabbits bound beneath the bridges of stone

Swirling water trickles in the small streams

Smokes arose from brick chimneys

Smells of roasted pig and lamb fill the breezy air

Carts crackle with every turn of wheel

Mules stomp their feet as they pull the heavy loads

Lambs ramble over hillsides of fresh grass

Forests of dark green sit quietly of the winds breezes

Cows and bulls lumber from pasture to pasture

Clouds of silk white slowly float on the horizon

Violins and fiddles fill the land with music

Drums of soft tapping caress the sky

Bagpipes of wind carry their sound far

As the suns light disappears far beyond

Star above with twinkling desire

Pipes of wood sing those to sleep

Of birds smooth tunes of delight

Lullabies filling the skies and air

Sleeping are the young ones who dream of dancing faeries

The moon soft bathing light reaching far yonder

Lighting way for weary travelers in the night

As they whistle a tune from the birds call

No ending comes to the green countryside

As dreams and songs fill the skies and heavens above