O me Da
ye cry sae softly
in the darkness o’ the night
ye wish it hadn’t turned out so
it ‘a been different
had ye known
but all o’ life is slippin’ now
just slippin’ fair away
there’s nothin’ mair for ye and me
and a’ the time we’ve lost
nothin’ mair but to close your eyes
to close your eyes and dream…
(Previously published in Some Words: A Place for Poetry, June 2003)
Laurence Overmire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-me-da/
