A Poem for Thea from PM Jimmie Wilson/Girvan

I was in a crowded hospital

In WesternUSA.

A Calidonian far from home

Sick,lonely dying lay.


"Oh doctor if I could hear

The Bagpipes once again

I`d close my eyes and die in peace

In spite of all my pain"


The kindly Doctor searched the town

And a brother Scot  was found

And soon within those great white walls

Was heard the Bagpipes sound.


And by that wondrous music

The ailing Scot revived

Recovered and lived happily--

But the rest of the patients died!!