My dear friend, Talon, wrote this for me. He knows how much I love poetry and music. And this poem is music to my ears.
Fly with me, dear friend.
Spread your wings
Take off with me.
Enjoy the currents
Of the heat and the wind.
Shall we go to Scottish lands,
Home of Celtic past and Castle Lachlan?
Atop the canopies
And above the birds,
We soar without care in the world.
Fly with me, dear friend.
Tell me your stories,
Grant me your wisdom.
Allow me the comfort
Of a friend close at hand.
Show me your patience,
Your understanding, and grace
Spread your wings
Take off with me.
Enjoy the currents
Of the heat and the wind.
Shall we go to Scottish lands,
Home of Celtic past and Castle Lachlan?
Atop the canopies
And above the birds,
We soar without care in the world.
Fly with me, dear friend.
Tell me your stories,
Grant me your wisdom.
Allow me the comfort
Of a friend close at hand.
Show me your patience,
Your understanding, and grace