Oor Bit
A poem from an honorary Scot
Oor Bit is where we live, It isnae where we work. Oor bit is where we call hame.
*** Oor bit Is where kids build camps All the kids in oor bit Built this one.
*** In oor bit, Kids leave their toys, bikes, just there, The minute Maws roar: "Din-ner!"
*** Oor bit, for me, Starts a street from oor street, Where the braes rise in fifty shades of green, To welcome me hame.
*** Oor bit is what they mean, When they say: "East, West, Hame's best."
About the Creator
Ruth Stewart
Ruth is disabled - ME/CFS, Fibromyalgia. Pro-women, always. Married with adult children. Dog and bird parent. Lives in Scotland, UK
"In a world where you can be anything, be kind." Caroline Flack
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