A couple of the poet’s thoughts to mark the day, one of them being in line with the previous post.
Man’s inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn.
There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
As you know though, it never hurts to finish things off with a little hope.
Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
Enjoy your haggis (if that is indeed possible) and have a great day!
