‘suddenly spring…’ - by
suddenly spring –
/ my heart and the river,
/ full to bursting
/ …
spring
French Horn - by
For a few days only,
/ the plum tree outside the window
/ shoulders perfection.
/ No matter the plums will be small,
/ eaten only by squirrels…
Scotlan’s Spring - by
Frae the bud leaves are breakin
/ Trees are dauncin, branches sway
/ Blossoms in the wind are blawin
/ Spring…
I wandered lonely as a Cloud… - by
I wandered lonely as a Cloud
/ That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills,
/ When all at once I saw a crowd
/ A…
The Comin’ o’ the Spring - by
There’s no a muir in my ain land but’s fu’ o’ sang the day,
/ Wi’ the whaup, and the gowden plover,…
‘All the Hills and Vales Along’ - by
All the hills and vales along
/ Earth is bursting into song,
/ And the singers are the chaps
/ Who are going…
A Schule Laddie’s Lament on the Lateness o’ the Season - by
The east wind’s whistlin’ cauld an’ shrill,
/ The snaw lies on the Lomont Hill;
/ It’s simmer i’ the almanack,
/ But…
Carpe Diem - by
From my study window
/ I see you
/ below in the garden, a hand
/ …