My mum had to go to Scotland on Wednesday as my gran took a turn for the worst. She passed away last night in the comfort of her own home, with all her children around her. I’ll miss spending Christmas with my mum this year, but I’m glad she was able to say goodbye. So this post is dedicated to my mum and my gran.
In an old Scottish home that is dear to my mind
Lives an old Scottish mother, so gentle and kind.
Trouble and care may have wrinkled her brow,
But with thoughts sweet and tender,
I think of her now.
Old Scotch Mother Mine,
You are with me all the while,
Your kind old eyes
And your dear sweet smile.
Tho’ we’re far apart,
For the sake of Auld Lang Syne –
God bless and keep you
Old Scotch Mother Mine.