The Mystery of History

Misty, grey and haunting town,nestling in the Bay ,

Washed by the North Sea breakers , I wonder what you’d say

If your dumb mouths could opened be and giv’n the pow’r of speech

What untold tales you could unfold….what lessons you could teach ?

Did Regulus ever come ashore in the windswept, sandy Bay

Bringing the sacred , saintly bones…or is this just hearsay ?

Did the Giant of Drumcarrow ever hurl his stones of blue

At the newly-built Cathedral.. or is this just NOT  true ?

Did Mary, the Queen in Reforming days past ever stay in the house of her name

Or is this another “invention”…another wee pawn in the game ?

What is the true  story of Kennedy  Kate? Was she really his”niece” after all ??

Or shouldn’t we add just a pinch of sea salt

To tale so INCREDIBLY “tall” ?

There are so many “doubtful” stories

Such as Hamilton’s face on the wall……

Dean’s Court “howling dog !  The White Lady !!

So many I can’t recount all.

Let’s be fair ! Does it matter a tittle

Whether History’s FICTION or FACT ??

As long as our little grey town in the Summer

With impressionable Tourists  is ….PACKED ?????

           …………………………… Bob SIMPSON