The Scottish sea breeze
wafts in the window of
this friendly B&B on
I hear the passers by
with their expressive accents
laughing gaily enjoying today
one of the remaining sunny days of August.
What a great time to be born
whether in a little old-world town like Oban, Scotland
or a little new-world town in Wisconsin.
August is a month of harvest,
of cool mornings
and bright days,
of clear starry nights
and fresh ripe tomatoes a plenty.
My heart bridges the gap
across the ocean
across 3000 miles
across culture and time change
sending love and gratefulness to you Mom
on this beautiful day of your birth.
I will send you vibrations of love
and life and of loving life today
as I feel the rush of Lora Falls
in Connel in the green green of the highlands
and take in the breath-giving views of Loch Feochan.
I will send to your free spirit from mine
the awe of Easdale island
and calm of a walk on the pebbly beach of Oban
as the sun sets behind the wild windswept isles
of Kerrera and Mull.
I will lift a pint of Scotland’s finest
and toast to the life of a Mother
who has given me so much of me.
So here’s to you Mom
a Scottish blessing from your
daughter so near in heart:
“May you have,
Walls for the wind
And a roof for the rain,
And drinks bedside the fire
Laughter to cheer you
And those you love near you,
And all that your heart may desire”