05. The Maid of Dhoon Glen

Maid in bonnet

Posing demurely

Hiding your face as if surely

You knew the look on it.

There for all time

The camera has placed you

In a setting sublime.

Has somebody chased you?

You are ready for flight,

One foot in the stream.

I can almost imagine you might

Be ready to scream;

Or, Maid of the Dhoon,

On this far afternoon,

To swoon?