mum and dad sent me this poem today....thanks :)
“A ROSE BUD, BY MY EARLY WALK”
by Robie Burns Tune: A Rose-bud
A rose-bud, by my early walk
Adown a corn-inclosed bawk,
Sae genty bent its thorny stalk
All on a dewy morning.
Ere twice the shades o’ dawn are fled,
In a’ its crimson glory spread
And drooping rich the dewy head,
It scents the early morning.
Within the bush her covert nest
A little linnet fondly prest,
The dew sat chilly on her breast,
Sae early in the morning.
She soon shall see her tender brood,
The pride, the pleasure o’ the wood,
Awake the early morning.
So thou, dear bird, young Jeany fair,
On trembling string or vocal air
Shall sweetly pay the tender care
That tents thy early morning!
So thou, sweet rose-bud, young and gay,
Shalt beauteous blaze upon the day,
And bless the parent’s evening ray
That watch’d thy early morning!
:)
Thursday, January 25, 2007
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