Musings!

Those cliffs and wet winding roads,

The winds of the loch and chills of the shore,

Call back some, for sure,

…….while some will be waving from afar, if nothing more.

This time the goodbyes will be different,

This time the goodbyes were already meant,

As the clock ticks away, time only hopes,

…….remembrance of all, that make life content.

Give love to the lovely moors,

Breathe all in this time, everything that is scatter,

Greet them well; and Be Well with them,

……because at the end of the line, nothing else will matter.

#StayBlessed