As he stands up on the hill...
Wearing his kilt and a Zen-like grin...
I’m proud to call him my brother...
He’s my family... he’s my Piper Tim...

Whether he’s playing Amazing Grace...
Or my favorite tune Danny Boy...
His gift of music brings to the world...
So much serenity... so much joy...

We share a spiritual awakening...
A gift from our High Power...
Just the presence in each other’s lives...
Rewards us with our day’s finest hour...

As he stands up on the hill...
Wearing his kilt and a Zen-like grin...
I’m proud to call him my brother...
He’s my family... he’s my Piper Tim...

Sometimes we sit and say nothing...
Looking out the window... sharing a smile...
For it’s that gift of brother love we share...
Along with our slyness and beguile...

So I celebrate our true friendship...
And our mutual trust with this here verse...
I’m so lucky to have Tim in my life...
A real friendship of true universe...

As he stands up on the hill...
Wearing his kilt and a Zen-like grin...
I’m proud to call him my brother...
He’s my family... he’s my Piper Tim...

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