The journey over, he sits down;
eats some food and yawns.
Six hours or more he travelled
to come home to Glasgow.
Ten long years away from home,
and now he’s left his son alone
to make his way through life and
find his own way down the line.
A whole new life ahead and
getting to know his new homestead
will take some time he realises;
he’s bound to have some surprises.
I looked at him fondly, only to hear him say, och I’m ducking oot, I’ve had enough of you. With tear filled eyes, I gazed again, and...
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