A Red, Red Rose

A Red, Red Rose By Robert Burns

"My love is like a red, red rose

That's newly sprung in June:

My love is like the melody

That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

So deep in love 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:

And I will love thee still, my dear,

While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only love,

And fare thee weel a while!

And I will come again, my love,

Thou' it were ten thousand mile."

This poem is one of my all time favourites! If a guy wanted me to go weak at the knees he should probably recite or even write a poem like this! I'm not a romantic person but this poem is lovely. Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed sharing it with you!

Leanne x