Hebrides, I've not forgot
Your gale force winds
And sea green salt grass
The hammer of the ships abuilt
Upon your worthy shores.
How the eyes of those who come
Will go as soon as the travel is ready!
How the eyes always look away
Toward some other unknown land.
Will there ever be a home?
Will west ever go as far as east?
Will anyone ever truly settle
For you, dear Hebrides?
-jenn
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