written for a scottish friend whose name translates as 'Gift of God'..

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Written for a friend named "Dorothy".. the name translates as "gift"..

She’s a Celtic princess like from times of lore
She’s a siren upon a Gaelic shore
Luan aleen rides above the clouds
As she walks thru the moor in a shroud

My Scottish gift of the lowland ways
She’s a woman child of the latter days
She sings to the stars and the birds all around
Has she sought what she has found?

She has mystic eyes and a suasive smile
She plays her flute with minstrels for a while
Leeda the leprechaun comes to cast a spell
Looking for youth inside the wishing well

Are her answers somewhere in the songs
Like the seanchie to sing along
She can touch a heart in a bonny dream
Where the fantasy is what reality seems