First Week Of May

9 more days away On the first week of May, My mind and thoughts are now swaying As I begin to hear bagpipes playing. I will then be on my flight Which will bring my soul delight, Then 7 hours later we will land Then once again I will be in Scotland. Poetry and adventure my soul yearns I'll be in the home of the bard Robert Burns, Then I will excited recite A poem that I did write. I will then head off to Arthur's Seat I will walk it unto I reach its peak, And then when I am looking down I will then head off to Old Town. Then I will look for a beautiful ginger To which I'd invite for dinner, Then I'll sit and listen to her haunting accent Which will be magnificent. Seafood from the Scottish waters will be our meal Lobster and shrimp we will peel, Then when I look into her eyes And only then I will see Scotland's greatest prize. Then when my trip comes to an end I will then say goodnight to a dear friend, Then I will proudly and happily fly home Then I'll write her a poem. Randy L. McClave