The See through house (prelude to 'beachcombing') a child sings from an open window a sweet song serenades an angry sky escorting the sun home soft and mellow so many years have now drifted by visiting my old home here on Vatersay Western Isles have their own genetic blends I made the wee trip over from Castlebay all that was left to see - two gable ends! As my eye resists a lonely tear I walk alone for a while on the sand memories hark back to yesteryear my family couldn't tame an untamed land unrelenting hardships too much to take the summer rain and then the winter snow remnants of a failed dream in my wake endless crashing tides screamed we had to go but now I've lost myself in time's assuage smoke billows forth from a happy fire forgetting the gales and their howling rage just the birds and lambs of nature's choir but then the Cuckoo sang a confused song Oyster Catchers didn't know which way to fly no more children's la