Skirl of pipes
Marchin’ step
Go’on yersel!
Can’t beat it!
Scots wha hae
Wi’ Wallace led
Never shall retreat it!
Now we get the marchin’ drum
Life returns this mornin’
Come away now come away
Time! A new day dawning
A lonesome piper at the end
Will sound a final chorus
‘Sleep, dearie, sleep’ will fill the air
Then life dear life afore us
Brian Fahy
19 September 2022
Erris Poetry 