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I'm Going....Hame

I'm, back off ......to my island.

I'm off, to ........Iona.

Where I'll sit and dine,

with the ghosts......

of popes and of kings.

Under a black kestrels, wings.

I'll see clear blue vistas.

I'll listen to the lament, 

from northern winds.

In the morning, I'll hear...... 

The breakers..... crash upon, the sandy shore.

Where moonbeams had danced. In salty puddles,........the night, before.

For I'm done..... With. England's..... green and pleasant vales.

I'm going home ..........

To see smoky blue mountains,

and the purple heather ......... along the shores.

Hame to......

Scotland 

Once more.

Giajl © Jim Love