The time and date is:
4:16 pm Monday, 18 December 2017
* Home

Sections
* Ballads
* Ballad Features
* Burns
* McGonagall
* Other Poetry
* Scottish Writers
* Scots Glossary

Poets
* Alphabetical List
* Featured List

Poems
* List of Topics

Songs
* Scottish Songs
* Modern Songs

Submissions
* Submit a Poem
* Submit a Song

Policies
* Copyright
* Permission
* Privacy
* Standards

Web Links
* Other Sites

Contact
* About Us
* E-mail Us

Rabbie’s Eye ©

(Robert Burns 1759-1796)

Danny Reynolds
Dalton in Furness, England
2007

The twenty-fifth of January
A day when aw Scots smile
Remembering the greatest bard
Tay ever grace the “Royal Mile”
This son of Ayr, of toil an moil
Whose pen and wit, when put tay test
Was courted by baith high and low
Tay this day, still deemed, Scotia’s best

Fur who c’d haud a candle
Tay his banter, lush and loose
Tay string sic words o wisdom fay
A chance encoontur wi a moose
Immortalised the humble haggis
Hauf the world now know its fame
An tho' he loved the lassies o’
Above them aw came Jeannie’s name.

Tho' only therty-seven years passed
Afore his wick had burnt right oot
His spirit, words an songs live still
In those who choose tay follow suit.
Tay lift his mantle, brave an braw
Humanitarians, first, above aw.

As Venus fades in a Winter sky
I just see the winking, of Rabbie’s eye.



Web Site by IT-SERVE © 1999 - 2017 All Rights Reserved Return to top