Skirlin'

Bagpipes screaming to my heart of freedom

Skirling in the corners of my soul

Telling with the shivers shaking in me

Shuddering through to keep me standing tall

Tis nae sa much the clutching feel o' need 

Just the solid knowin' when I'm home

Completely in familiar grip of feelings

That hold us all together as our own 

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

Ach that's braw.

[Donald Meikle]

Thank y' Ken, I'm sure you've had the feelin'