Highfield Guest House Poem by PAUL COLVIN

In Mayfield Road, Auld Reekie, there’s a guest house that waits
With a warm Scottish welcome through its black wrought iron gate,
The bedrooms are luxurious, clean and well prepared
In softest sheens of golds and creams to complement its air.
A sumptuous quilt with jacquard throw, six pillows for your head
And bedside lamps adorn each side as you lay in your bed.
The main light is a chandelier though not cut crystal glass
But it’s beautiful, as all here is, with the owners’ touch of class.
The breakfast room is airy where it greets the morning sun
With food to suit your every taste, to set you up for fun,
Pictures hang on every wall from vibrant coloured scenes
To coolest pastels, ornately framed, with lilies in between.
Then there are the hosts themselves, they really made our stay,
Gordon, Maggie and her sister Kate; yes, we’ll be back one day.