As The Royal Family begins its annual summer break at Balmoral in Scotland, the press are reporting that Charles and Camilla’s extended family will be in attendance over the coming weeks. The thought of the various grandchildren filling the halls of the castle with laughter got me thinking about Balmoral being a joyous place again after the sadness of Queen Elizabeth’s passing. I hope you enjoy this week’s poem and do please share with friends and family if you do.
The land that rises majestically, From the Dee up to Lochnagar, Is the place where she was happiest, Her favourite place by far. With her passing came the autumn, A cold wind shivered through the trees, The skies went grey, the mist rolled in, The loch seemed as if it might freeze. The glen began to mourn her, Remembering each step she took, The walls of the castle let out deep sighs, That nestled in every nook. But then the months began to pass, And the sighs slowly came to fade, Replaced with children's laughter, As games of chase were played. The glen embraced the children’s footsteps, The waters of the loch turned warm, The River Dee began to sing again, And the skies held back the storms. And as Their Royal Highnesses, Gather their loved ones here again, Balmoral has learnt to smile once more, For its monarch of the glen.
Beautiful!