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Red.
From Horses To Humans.
The Last Sleep
Maggie
Summer
Not Guilty
The Haunted House.
My Sympathy
God`s Our Father
Dreams
The Mountain.
If You Don`t Take The Chances
Baby Blue.
My Mary.
Beware What You Wish For.
Mother
Baby Talk
My Son
Feelings.
Middle Years.
Anniversaries.
Maximilian
The Driving Test
On Reflection.
Catch Your Dreams.
Happy Seventeen.
Freedom.
To All Midwives.
Dine Out On Love
Count Your Blessings.
The Old Tramp
Winter.
Autumn.
One Cold Christmas Morn,
Only Human.
The New Millennium.
To Josh-aged 11
Time
A State Of Mind.
Tae Ma Bed.(To Scots Everywhere)
Twelve Today.
Our Precious Twins.
To Someone Not Yet Born.
To Big John
Down Memory Lane
First Wedding Anniversary.
My Doctor.
Old Love.
The Glass Cage.
My Darling Girl.
Miss You Mum Moments.
Nineteen
Proverbs
Without Me. Nothing..
The Human Rat Race.
A Mothers Memories.
Share A Prayer.
Nature.
My Mum
Parody-To my son. No Charge.
In A Nutshell
The Human Question
Our Quiet Moment.
Young And Beautiful. (Parody Elvis-Young And Beautiful)
Way Down In Tomorrow.
Winter In April
Childhood Street.
Do Not Say Goodbye.
The Xmas Gift.
Growing Up.
True Friendship
Poverty.
Dignity.
Doomed.
To Robert Burns. (Bard of Scotland.)
Is There Someone Out There.
The Twin Towers. Pay Up Time.
Sweet Sixteen.
The Little Wishing Well.
Maybe I`ll Be There.
Softly Softly.
Sixteen Candles. (Dunblane Children)
The Proposal
Ah! Sweet Childhood.
Twenty-one.
A Son.
Ignore Me At Your Peril.
Grace
Dear Heart.
Lying In The Gutter. `Dedicated to bagpy.@.........`
Words.
Womanhood.
If I Could Turn Back Time.
Eighteen Summers
Use Youth Carefully.
Is Life Real.
You`ll Go To Hell.
Grandad
Who Are You.
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Penniluck's legacy
Brigadoon
By the light of a misty moon
I made my way to Brigadoon
Trees in blossom on the ridge
Led me to the magic bridge
Birds of many colours there
Softly singing in the air
Palm trees dancing in the breeze
Gently buzzing honey bees
Rolling hills with grass so green
Such a place you`ve never seen
In great profusion bowing low
Rainbow flowers all aglow
By the rippling silver brook
Fairies play within the nook
A single rose peeps through the gate
Waits for others who are late
Morning comes with glinting rays
I meander through the days
Butterflies of every hue
Soaring high up in the blue
I must leave this all to soon
I shall return to Brigadoon
When one hundred years have passed
Until then my dream will last
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