15/10/2025
Ode to the River Tay
Beneath the sky so wide and blue,
The River Tay winds strong and true.
Its waters dance through glen and glade,
A silver path the gods have laid.
With paddle, sail, or daring leap,
We skim its waves, both swift and deep.
From kayak’s glide to rowing’s race,
Adventure finds its perfect place.
The salmon leap, the herons cry,
Reflected hills kiss morning sky.
Each sunrise paints a masterpiece—
A daily gift, a quiet peace.
So lucky are we, day by day,
To live beside the noble Tay.
Its beauty, bold and ever near,
A timeless joy we hold so dear.
