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Memories of Oban
As I stand by the shadow of Dunollie
Shades of colour paint the evening sky
As the sun sets down on the Isle of Mull
Like a masterpiece catching the eye
Golden rays reflect off the green leaves
Of the castles once grey covered walls
A time to reflect and reminisce
As nature sets a stage to recall
Like a proud mother guarding her children
The tower watches over the town
Looking out over the beautiful bay
And beyond lovely Kerrera sound
The hustle and bustle of ferries
Plying back and forth with their cargo
Of tourists and hard working people
Keeps the shore workers all on the go
The pier has changed from what I recall
Now no fishing boats queuing to land
No sound of the auctioneers calling
As he tries to increase the demand
The sounds of the seagulls loud cackle
As they circle overhead in the sky
Brings back memories of a time gone past
Which have past in the blink of an eye
The clock perched above the old station
Once a landmark for each one and all
Now discarded in the name of progress
Replaced by a huge dining hall !!
I know things can’t last us forever
But why must they tear beauty down
The old folks must stand and shake their heads
Asking what have they done to our town
These thoughts could go onwards forever
As I try to think back with a sigh
Old memories and stories fleet through my mind
Of proud people in days long gone bye
And now as the sun sets before me
Like a painting set out in the sky
I still dream of the beauties of Oban
They will stay till the day that I die.
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Jim Campbell