St Andrews I’m On My Way ©

by Robbie Kennedy Bennett
(Codsall)

Sleepy eyed and satisfied
East Neuk is fine this early morn,
As an April day is born.

St Andrews I’m on my way,
I shall be with you later today.
This Great Grandson in Shorehead by the East Sand,
She did nae know I’d be striding out in this land.
Isabella, imagine yesteryear that someday
I’d come walking ower th’ brae,

The Forth is a picture as the sun begins to rise,
Birth of day arrives before my eyes.
This joyous man it does impress,
Heading for the naval point at Fife Ness.

St Andrews I’m on my way,
I shall be with you later today.
Afore then there is many a sight to see,
Breeding, feeding and satisfying me.

Cambo Sands a solitary feel,
Serenity, it all seems so unreal.

The rugged coastline then challenged my resistance,
Posts and walls they aided my assistance.
Isabella, where you’re frae, for thine and thee,
My blood, body and mind is what I gie.

St Andrews I’m on my way,
I shall be with you later today.
One more set of steps to climb,
Fortifying on foretime.
This Great Grandson in Shorehead by the East Sand,
With you in mind and Fife in my heart and hand.

Isabella, imagine yesteryear that someday,
I’d come walking ower th’ brae.



Edited by May
Robbie has written some other fabulous poems about Fife - some of which are on this site. But do check out his own site RKB Poetry