Purple Flower


There once was a guy, in Twechar called Cam

A gardener he was, a straightforward good man

He lived out his life, just as he saw fit

Determined to be independent, with a good deal of wit


A good-hearted man, he loved the outdoors

Working hard every day, never hiding from chores

A whisky, a song, a dog, one or two

His life was quite simple, he bothered very few


So the time has now come, to bid Cam farewell

His family gathers, the community as well

Admiration in words, praise there may be

For a man who lived life, like an evergreen tree.


Listen to The Twechar Gardener by Barbara Ogilvie

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