OLE MY MAN.

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OUR LATE SON GOING TO EDINBURGH IN SPIRIT WHCH HE DIDN'T DO TIS SIDE OF THE WORLD

Submitted: February 16, 2014

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Submitted: February 16, 2014

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You would have loved

Edinburgh Ole

another place

you never got to see

 

you wanted to go

I know

I could have been

your guide

 

I know the place

like the back

of my proverbial hand

could have taken you

 

along Princes Street

taken you up

Scott's Monument

up the narrow stairs

 

to the top

or in the gardens below

with flowers

and seats

 

the bushes

or up

the Royal Mile

with all its history

 

and sights

we could have gone

into the Castle

and viewed

 

each historical inch

(you would have

dug that all

that silent history

 

waiting

to be sucked in)

the one 0' clock gun

the view from the top

 

over all the city

but I can see you now

making your own

way there

 

(in spirit)

in your own

good time

walking in

 

your own casual pace

in your Doors tee-shirt

and blue jeans

the dark shades

 

the hair fresh cropped

short maybe

showing the scars

your smile(great smile)

 

taking in

a few bars

on the way

breathing in

 

the smell of beer

and scotch a

small taster

in your silver case

 

in your back pocket

you standing

on Arthur's Seat

having walked

 

to the top

(maybe breathless)

and seeing

the horizon

 

beyond the City's touch

enjoy Ole

make it

when you can

 

miss you

my son

my Ole

my man.


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