Robert Scott Hogg Poems

Looking out o'er calm Loch Trool
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When the night falls on the day I die.

Promise me only that you'll remember me with a smile.
Don't recall the times I failed or the times I made you sad.
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Stumbling, fumbling, falling
onto my knees in pain
Wretching, writhing, gasping
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Sometimes hazy, fading from my minds view
mostly clear, vivid to me, as I lie and think of you
Almost tangible but never quite close enough to touch
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When first you walk these hallowed halls
And feel your heartbeat race
Take strength from all the friends you make
Enjoy these happy days
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When darkness falls across the seas
And hides scarred rugged land
A beacon bright, breaks through the gloom
To guide the helmsman's hand.
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Gathered here in silence, it's not hard for us to see...
The love that binds the hearts and souls of this grieving family.
For a man, a good man, who stood so proud and strong...
A man who toiled and farmed the earth, is no more... is gone.
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The Greatest Generation has almost gone Those tough resilient souls…are crying out for rest We mourn them…helpless…as they fall…one by one Misunderstood some-times…they tried their very best.

War stole their childhood…and their smiles Replaced them with a steely…armoured veil That hid their tears…and pain…a while And made it harder… then… for them to fail.
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What if the could have been's and maybe's
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It was in the heart of winter
when we were called to the River Clyde
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