The Magic of Arran
Stars glow as night falls
The moon rises slowly in the night sky
Soon, the morning glow will surrender
And a brand-new day will start
The Holy Isle is appearing
Its secrets to unfold
The tide is slowly rising
And Goats Fell looks very cold
Wish I had my camera, it's such a lovely view
But I have only my memory
That will have to do.
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Author:
Quillversery (Pseudonym) (
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