Classic poem of the day
VERSÈS COMMEMORATIVE OF THE ANNUAL SUPPER GIVEN TO POOR OLD WOMEN, IN THE CITY HALL, GLASGOW, ALL WEARING WHITE " MUTCHES. "
I' M a lamiter, Girzie, or I wad hae been
At the feast o' the mutches hauden yestreen
In the big City Ha' — the notion was gran':
Thanks to the gude bodies wha thocht o' the plan.
A thoosan' white mutches! — what think ye o' that?
Nae haffitless bannet, nae bloomer or hat,
Was worn by the grannies that nicht......
Member poem of the day
Memories engulf my soul
Consumed in brighter future
A pool of hope swelling
Bubbling and rushing to drown me
Freely i surrender
Feeling the waves of faith
Bursting forth in hope sparkles
Tossing my world in unending possibilities
Forever let me be
Chained in everlasting hope
I wholeheartedly give myself
Till i fullfil my dreams
