Small Voices
by Janet Soutar part of the First1ine group exhibition 

   

addy, who were you
            before I met you

            Were you soft and gentle
            When you were only just eighteen

            And the world your oyster still

            Did the sun shine on your naked back

            As you sat beside the Clyde

            At Govan or the Broomielaw,

            Whispering quiet words of love

            In your woman’s ear

            Before you kissed her tenderly.

            When your heart was full of hope

            And your future rosy.