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Highland Homecoming
Contributed by
invierno
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Friday, 6th November 2015 @ 07:14:56 AM in AEST
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Sae, Yoo're bach tae th' Eyelands, eh? Ah, aye kent thess day teh coom.
Yeh, ah kent ye coold nae bide aweh'.
Father, I'm not here to stay;
the Highlands have brought my heart to gloom,
I'll na'er forget you in my room,
I'm done, there's nothing more to say.
Yoo'll nae lae wihehy mah wuid!
Aam still yer da, dearnt fehgeh!
I'll pull ye noo oan mah knee
An' shaw ye hoo a cheil acts.
You? A man? Then act like one;
but you aren't, and never were,
How quickly you pretend the past didn't pass,
as if your daughter would come back to you!
Mother's passed, I'm only here to claim
some few trinkets for my lonely heart.
Dohaer, ye dornt ken whih loonly aihs.
Th' Eyelands nae place fur weach loch ye'
Gie yer things, be oon yer waeh.
Ne'er shah-oow mah dooor agai'.
Aam tae tavern fur a pint ur tois.
Be gaihn afair aam bach.
So! Unchanged is life upon the lach,
roiling in your sin and drink-
fear not, Father, your commands
dovetail nicely with my plans.
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Re: Highland Homecoming
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by speedy on
Friday, 6th November 2015 @ 07:14:54 PM AEST
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Are you Scottish or Scottish descent, by the way?
Great write.
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Re: Highland Homecoming
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by softerware on
Friday, 6th November 2015 @ 11:26:19 PM AEST
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I had to read this very S-L-O-W-L-Y, and still there are words I miss..but accent you have written into the words is very lovely and traditional, though the dialog is cutting and unwelcoming.
You redeem us at the end and fill us with hope when you say
"Fear not Father, your commands
dovetail nicely with my plans."
Hearing that, we can stop fretting over your fate.
You have let us know that you are all right.
The closure is a relief, and no better ending could have been written.
I can't change others, so I will change myself.
Bravo. The mantra of seasoned experience.
We are listening; as you weave a lesson into a spell.
softerware
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Re: Highland Homecoming
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 7th November 2015 @ 05:27:26 PM AEST
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A faither o' them years isnae o' oors.
Haird were ye done be laddie,
but time cannae greet yer peace. |
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