Scottish Summer Holiday

The rains awa – its noo so dreich

can we no go down tae the beach

and sit wi blankets roun our knees

to watch the wains play in the breeze

An then we'll ha an ice cream cone

wi chocolate flake an sprinkles oan

And ma will smile and she will say

This is what maks a holiday

An then its fish suppers all aroun

in ketchup and vinegar drownd

an we eat em shelterin in the door

So the wind cannae chill the chips no more

Eden

God

when you were in Eden

you were mean.

You treated Adam and Eve like kids;

you would not let them grow up;

you wanted them to say as your dependent babies in paradise

and never think or create anything for themselves

which was an abomination:

because you had made them like you

with the same urge to create

question and control

that was your nature.

I do not like the god of the garden.

Thank God that God grew up

later in the bible

and learnt that there was a better way

by letting go

and giving away freedom

for his offspring to make their own mistakes.

A lesson every parent has to learn.