The best things in life are free
You hear many people talk
Today I experienced it’s truth
When I went for a Highland walk.
The sun peaks through the blinds
It’s warmth anticipates the day
Not a cloud in the Stirling sky
It’s time to make some hay.
I step outside and breath
The crisp clean Ochil air
A mixture of sun and cool
Make an exhilarating pair.
The grass looks shiny green
The background mountains white
My warm duvet belied
The snow storm overnight.
My outdoor church moves me
To appreciate creator Dad
Though the fellowship came free
It cost everything He had.
Note: “duvet” is a Scottish bed quilt. (pronounced “do-vay)