As I sit here all alone I reminisce
On things I loved, but now I miss
I didn’t know or realise I cared
But sitting now a little scared
A nod of a head as I pass by
A couple wi that twinkle in their eyes
A buddy needing a helping hand
To see them now, that would be grand
Enough of me what about the others
The aunts, uncles, sisters n brothers
They are all getting on a bit
I miss their cheek aye and their wit
It’s no so bad my neighbours are good
They sometimes drop me off cooked food
One good thing, I started thinking
My health is better without me drinking
My mental health though in decline
The thoughts I have they all are mine
To share them now, would not be wise
Be rest assured, punishment would be capitalised
For lying politicos and journalists I mean
Their day of atonement will be my dream
To see them suffer as my people do
By that I mean me and you.
Well, let’s move on and have a blether
Cos soon we’ll all be back together
We will live our new lives to excess
The boys n girls we can impress
Wi bits of news that we have seen
Upon our afternoon TV screen
I cannae bake or build a house
But I can tell a whale from a mouse
I wish you all the very best
To those who make it through this test
Remember how we pulled together
To help our neighbour and each other
With sadness and pain we will recall
The one’s who died or suffer still
We are all Jock Tamson’s bairns
Famous we are for always caring.
By Charles McKinley