Kenny

His yearn for the wander did bring him far south
Of the fields of the badger and waterways of the brown trout
And his better days in life he surely has seen
Kenny from the countryside north of Aberdeen
One who never did have children or a wife
Though last year he lost Jane to cancer she was the love of his life
They had been together for twenty five years
He cared for her in her illness and farwelled her in tears
In his life's seventy eight year his balding head silver gray
He retains the accent he brought with him from far away
An amiable fellow well liked and well known
Without the woman he loved growing old on his own
Though good memories of his younger years he does retain
Kenny will never see Scotland again.