By Ian McCrae J.P.

The Scattered Children of Kintail

In fortitude they never fail,

We celebrate our family ties

In God our faith it never dies.

Our prayers are all for you divine

For we all share a common line,

The food that we will all consume

In grace our name dear Lord entwine.

Traditions claims our right to pray

We all stand up, it is our way,

Siting down we sing your praise

Dear lord your name we all embrace.

Amen
 
 

HOPE FOR MAN
 ©By Ian McCrae J.P.

We live in a wilderness of dreams

Perfection in doubt or so it seems,

Time and time again we can not cope

Humanity fights back then there is hope.

Human beings are born in the image of our Lord

Perfection is expected without a sword,

Dignity and pride is what we are taught

Mishaps linger in our thoughts.

Judged by our pears if we conform

Condemned if we do something wrong,

If we pass the test we are considered nice

Stumble once and then its strife.

The pathway to follow is very clear

The voice of God is what I hear,

He stands on high in all his splendour

One God. One Love, Our defender.
 

A LIGHT STILL BURNS

By  Ian McCrae J.P.

In the inner boundaries of my mind,

Beyond the sight of man,

A light still burns at night

Back in my native land.
 

A seagull gliding on the wind

Where seamen come to rest,

They guard their lost possessions

Using them for their nests.
 

Lighthouse watch the oceans

Kinsmen guard the key,

Loved once wait and watch

My homeland across the sea.
 

I search the hidden caverns

Where lost memories hid away,

Graveyard where at rest

My family sleeps today.
 

In the inner boundaries of my world

Within the sight of man,

The light still burns each night,

Back in my native land.
 
 
 

LAND OF MY DREAMS

By Ian McCrae J.P.

Land of my dreams, where mountains are tall,

Land of the heather, I hear your call,

Pride in my homeland, instilled by my kin,

Conflicts unite us, with pride we can win.
 

Return our land, our own Scottish tongue,

A heritage by right, of our very young,

We have the glory we have the might

Stand for the Tartan, we can do it right.
 

United in glory, a nation of might,

Stand for the tartan, we can do it right,

Regrets and remorse will remains in the past,

Our Clan system restored at long last.
 

The treaty of union, is over and done,

A new day is dawning, by right we have won,

Proudly we stand, with our heads high,

Stand for the tartan, is our battle cry.
 
 
 

Wild GEES CRY

By Ian McCrae J.P.

The wild gees in the morning sky

In formation, how straight they fly,

No landing fields or Guiding lights

They fly straight on through the night.
 

Bright sunlight heralds a brand new down

Still our wanderers travel on,

There purpose well known to mankind

Instincts to persevere their Line.
 

Some will survive their journey home

And return with their new-born,

The circle is once more complete

A journey they will now repeat.
 

Mankind may watch with delight

Until they disappear from sight,

Memories then will linger nigh

Until you hear the wild gees cry..
 

A MAGIC MOMENT

By Ian McCrae J. P.

A little winding path
I was just a boy,
When I found the seaside
It filled my heart with joy.

Toadstools, hedgehogs,
Seabirds flying high,
Windy days, moonlight nights,
The moon, up in the sky.

 A song bird in the morning breeze
Whilst breakfast is consumed,
Fairies in my garden,
With tinny little rooms.

A message on the evening breeze
No time to wonder why,
Shadows chasing moonbeams
Across the clear blue sky.

Somewhere, just a whisper
A white, Dove flying high,
A moment, I remember
A new born baby's cry.

Stormy seas, we are all together
The songs we sing will live forever,
Snowdrops, daffodils, birds on the wing
Remember the days in auld lang syne.
 

Moonbeams
 By
Ian McCrae J.P.

 Moonbeams are dancing across the night sky

The northern lights almost making me cry,

 From where I stand the whole worlds on fire

Filling my heart with a longing desire.

The long summer nights midges and all

 I can hear sounds, I can hear the night call,

         The wind from the treetops sounds like the sea

I wonder if the weather will hold just for me.

 Cold in the morning, sunshine all day

Someone is happy, out making hay,

A change in the weather the rain tumbles down

Renewing the grass refreshing the ground.

Soon the winter will be here with snow

Frost on the windows, I feel all-aglow.

     Peat fires burning, warmth all through the house

Tomorrow's a new day, out shooting grouse.

Christmas with carols, fairies on trees

Longings from kinsmen far over the sea,

 Bright moonlight nights frost in the morn

Tomorrow will bring us a brand new dawn.

 Moonbeams are dancing across the night sky

The northern lights almost making me cry,

 From where I stand the whole worlds on fire

 Filling my heart with a longing desire.
 

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