Stair Country Inn and restaurant with 6 ensuite rooms near Ayr and Burns Country

‘Ode to Stair and The Stair Inn’

I stand upon the brig of Stair
the surrounding woods to scan,
as sweetly flows the River Ayr
beneath its single span,
all is quiet, all is still
except for the rippling stream
only the farmer on the hill
disturbs my sweet day dream,
I hear the skylarks serenade
the seagulls doon the water,
here, as blooms and blossoms fade,
time does not matter.

But soon I am to drink inclined,
the quiet thoughts soon depart,
as solitude is left behind
to old Stair Inn my footsteps dart,
The relics of a long day gone
where weary travellers rested.
It’s saw many a summer dawn
by many a gale been tested
and welcomed travellers brave and bold
as they were passing through
and heard their weary tales unfold
though few of them were true

John Rodie