The Caulback at Dumfries
Oh mighty Caulback of the river Nith
Holding back the onward surge
Filtering unwanted broken debris
Cleansing branches in a violent purge
Knowing when to spill its carnage
Mopping up on White Sands again
Subsiding in the sunshine shadows
Calming all those left in pain.
Lives it takes just when it pleases
Reasons often ill in mind
Rescue often late and pointless
Walkers first to spot the find.
Quenching river home to fauna
Birds of prey and silvery fish
Flows with ease from farmlands yonder
Feeds Doon Hamers trout served dish
Aged river marked by time
Views the dalliances of those in love
Feared in spate by those on earth
Loved by those who rest above.