Like a bird on the wing

Whether the weather be wet or whether the weather be dry
I will tether my leather and tread thru the heather on the moorlands up high
Just like a bird on the wing 
drip drops don’t bother me
My skin is waterproof and it dries easily
So come rain, hail, sleet or snow
I shall don my walking boots and off I jolly well go
Singing like a Skylark
there shall be nobody else thankfully
Feeling at one with Mother nature
fantastically free

Oh how I love to inhale the fresh air
with a gentle breeze bellowing everywhere
Listening to Lapwings rising and falling with the wheezing ‘Peewit’ constantly calling
I am a country girl but I was born by the sea
So I need to be where nature nourishes happily
Rambling the rugged rocks
strolling along the silky sands
with only the seagulls screeching and squawking on commands
Ducking and diving as I saunter along the shore
This panoramic picture is the scene that I adore