if you asked me what i wanted for breakfast,
i would say a rou an’ a cuppa tea,
just like your father used to be (i have heard
that rowies taste best with strawberry jam).
later, we would go for a walk, answering nae bad
to the neighbour’s ay ay fit like e day?
and on the way to the harbour, you would tell me
how that day you tracked a dolphin, spotted
near the entrance channel, while after school
you waited for the return of the trawler.
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