Wishing you all a better, healthier and happier 2021!
Firstly, sorry to say that the photos in this post and the last 2 posts have been eliminated due to insufficient space on the multimedia (see my later post for details…)
A Red Red Rose — Robert Burns (Scotland 1759-1796) O, my Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. O, my Luve's like a melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair as thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun: I will love thess till, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run: And fare thee well, my only luve! And fare thee weel, a while! And I will come again, my luve, Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.
See you next year!! xxx