How magical our Skye is,With suns first early rays.
Colours ever changing,
To give beauty to the days.
A marriage made in heaven,
The earth will sing rejoice.
The elements are her witness,
The bird’s song gives her voice.
The night time gives her diamonds,
And a moon so pearly white.
May she always grace our daytime,
And fill our every night.
Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker.
