• National Poetry Day October 8th 2015

    For this special day here is one ae ma poems, aboot ma Granny Cather !

     In Granny’s drawers

    In Granny’s drawers
    were towels and soaps,
    Her treasures to behold!
    To this day, Pears Golden Glory
    Still washes me in hope.

    Her potent greatness, her wicked wiles,
    She took me robbin, whilst she smiles.
    She’d pay furr the wan bag,
    “It’s only the Co”.
    Tae her, it’s her shop, co’ checks n aw’.

    Ma Granny Cather,
    wi’ her broad-chested-hands,
    she held us aw’ close,
    Noo I understand!

    We slept four in her bed,
    tap tae toe,
    Keepin us warm forever, ye know!

    Her eyes and her love
    follow me still,
    generosity twinkling
    a boundless thing.