Alice Gordon: Ma Speeritual Guide

I wanted to write a poem about my Nana (Grannie) so I had something to remind me of her.... She had the most beautiful silvery grey locks of hair. Miss her always. This is the journey from Biggar to Sorbie southwest of Scotland. ❤️ Alice Gordon: Ma Speeritual Guide Doon thru the Beef Tub an Doonhamers Lan' Alice Gordon speerit drifts in the murky sky. Conjurin shapes transcend the mind tae overdraft. Cumulus Stratus guides ma thochts inside. A chitter wauks those thouchts goosebumps disperse. Galloway Hills beacon the wey her spirit flies. Amang Nithsdale's brawness, goats thit cry. The fry o hustle an bustle fae Newton Stewart Toon. Ma Nana's Speerit mingles oan.. Wigtown.... Kirkinner Whauphill... Sorbie is whur ma Nana's Speerit aye wull lie. Darren Alexander Gray