I.
Stewart
Of Atholl Tartan
like
a prayer shawl
swaddling
our young dreams
in
our music, our love
that
sound, distant melody
when
we sleep soundly
from
far away, we hear
'give
it away' echoing...
tartan
fibers interwoven together
threads
of dreams, lives
bonding
all of us
our
love together eternally
II.
we
get lost with time fleeting
but
when we follow Tartan lines
like
a compass needle pointing
we
can find our way home
this
was more than music, marching
this
thing we experienced, and remember
this
force that moved within us all
this
memory that transcends our being
our
children ask, ‘what was this thing?’
we
can only give them a glimpse
at
what this really was to us
'a
dream, a vision, a way of life.'
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