Hielan' Jessie Poem by PAUL COLVIN

We walked along the Gallowgate on the way back from the game
And stopped into a quiet pub, Hielan’ Jessie is its name
A corner shop, quite small inside but the clientele in there
Reminded me of years gone by with its Glasgow atmosphere.
This wee pub’s a haven where Glasgow culture thrives
And the locals from the Calton, warmly share their daily lives
They go back to an era, when life was hard but fun
Their stories told, had me in tears and they had just begun.
Oscar’s prints of Glasgow girls adorn the walls inside
Black and white shots, neatly framed, all hung side by side
And from the punters, some dressed in suits, to the landlord and his staff
The one thing they have in common is, they all enjoy a laugh.
The banter flew about the pub, the ambience was great
But my quiet pint, quickly turned to six and it’s now getting late
So to Harry, Wullie, Dennis, Eddie, Frank et al
I thank you for a perfect day, I thank you one and all.
A pub’s just brick and mortar but Hielan Jessie’s built to last
For the characters that frequent it, is a never-ending cast.