Clachtoll

Wind swept beach
With silver sand
But ancient strata
Makes this land

Many years ago
My bonnie lass
Was strolling here
Through the grass

A life gone by
She is no more
To walk along
That rugged shore

As time moves on
I won’t forget her
Those happy memories
Of us together

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