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An ait a bhfuil do chroi is anna thabharfas do chosa thu"Your feet will bring you to where your heart is." My feet are planted on the ground in Eastern Canada, but my heart is in Scotland, my faded cries yearn to be in my homeland. I have never been to Scotland before in my lifetime, my soul feels like it wants to leave all this I have behind and follow my heart home. I hope to one day, take my feet to where my heart is, maybe I won't ache so much inside. My mind hears the eerie sounds of a lone piper on the green hills, I know that is where my heart belongs. My feet will someday take me to where my heart is, back home where I belong, to my home in Scotland. Copyright Cynthia Jones Mar.24/2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments
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