We braved the harsh coldness, the wind on our face
Beauty surrounded us we belonged here
Historical buildings, cobbled stoned pathways,
Ghosts of the past whispered in my ear
Edinburgh’s heart is strong and proud
Her city is entrenched on my soul,
Its grey demeanour is vibrant in life
Time has not taken its toll.
Will I see you again? Doubtful, unless
St Andrew answers my prayers.
Ode to a saint, my heart needs your land
I place my hopes and dreams in your hands.
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