bonny wee flouers -
yalla yins doon bi the burn,
an a puckle o blae yins,
blaer nor the muckle blae lift
abuin, richt cloodless the day
thir bonnie wee ferlies just keekin
thair heids oot o the weet stanes
an the vieve weir girss o the brae,
an birdsang i the trees
aye, hit's an unco braw day the day
wi thir wee yins fair dauncin an
chitterin i the breeze an
aa this life juist
brustin frae the grund
lik hit juist coudna bide ony langer
an it says
aye, weir is come
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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