March 2020

The days are lengthening
you would have been delighted
the lambs will soon gambol
round the machairlands

The sun rises early now
caressing the Window on the East
her smile tells me
you are there for us all

The curved beach at Balranald
whispers your name
covers your footsteps
where you left so many

In touch with mother Earth
along the roadside in Horgabost
the barren rock
touched your bare feet

You are still there
where I first met you
at the Window on the West
as the light fades into sunset

You will always be there
in the machairlands of the west
where the grasses talk of your songs
and the flowers long for your return

She who knows all
patiently waits in her new forever home
you'll come to collect her one day
and you'll both go over the Rainbow Bridge.