This Land

by Frank Maguire
(England)

Where rivers run and lochs stand still
Where winds they blow with bitter chill
My soul is in the sky and sea
This land is mine and part of me

Where eagles fly and cattle roam
Where I may be this is my home
My world is where I want to be
This land forever calling me

Where clouds they gather towering high
Where mountains reach up to the sky
My life and I, we both agree
This land is waiting there for me

Where years roll on when time has lain
Where bonnie heather blooms again
My heart forever young and free
This land tomorrow is for me

Where I return again someday
Where bluebells grow, that’s where I’ll lay
My life complete as in death I see
This land is mine and part of me

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Feb 25, 2009
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My Home Land
by: Hellon

I'm so glad you posted this one Frank. As you know this particular poem makes me feel homesick everytime I read it. Yes, I have lived in Australia for many years but Scotland will always be in my heart and, if I'm ever asked my nationality I always answer Scottish although I am an Australian citizen. You have stirred up my yearning to visit my birth place yet again!

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Your Poem
by: Dora

Loved your poem Frank- Great for the year of homecoming!

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Another Moving Poem
by: May

Hi Frank
Nice to read another one of your lovely poems. I just so appreciate the way you write. I also love the photograph with it.
Thanks for sharing both.
May

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