Oh my luve is like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June: Oh my luve is like the melodie,
That’s sweetly play’d in tune. As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve 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; And I will luve thee
still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run. And fare
thee weel, my only luve! And fare thee weel a while! And I will
come again, my luve, Tho’ it were ten thousand mile!
This is the most beautiful poem… I’ve had it in my head the whole day.
All day it rained and the wind blew hard and it made for the most beautiful day. Tomorrow is Leap Day and so, I wish a wonderful Leap Day on all of you!