GBMD: A Poem for Hogmanay
Great good luck to the house,
Good luck to the family,
Good luck to every rafter of it,
And to every worldly thing in it.
Good luck to horses and cattle,
Good luck to the sheep,
Good luck to everything,
And good luck to all of your means.
Luck to the good-wife,
Good luck to the children,
Good luck to every friend,
Great fortune and health to all.
Extracted from The Folklore of the Scottish Highlands, by Ann Ross.
In Scotland, the last day of the year or Hogmanay has been a more important festival than Christmas for many centuries; indeed it wasn't until 1974, when the rest of the UK also adopted January 1st as a Bank Holiday that Scotland took Boxing Day as one of theirs.
Everyone is familiar with Robert Burns' Auld Lang Syne as the song to sing when the clock strikes midnight, but I rather like the sentiment of the poem I've chosen for today.
You can find out more about Scotland's first footing traditions, which is where this poem forms a central part of the celebrations at Woolgathering and Widdershins.
I wish you, your family and your garden good health and fortune for 2011.
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