I saw Ailsa Craig as a high court judge
Presiding o'er an ancient grudge,
A long standing feud no rhyme or reason
Some say based in highland treason.
I saw the salt black rocks as twelve men true;
Those misty isles had come to view
The not yet condemned but in the dock,
A solitary seagull upon a rock.
I heard the wind in its haunting voice,
Speak of highland men who made lowland choice
Loyalty pledged then forsaken,
Highland hearts all but breaking.
I saw a single primrose on a ledge,
It seemed to be the futures pledge,
No more fighting much less sorrow,
A brighter day will dawn tomorrow.
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