Poem: My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose ( Robert Burns )

My Love is Like 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 melodie

That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

So fair (are you) art thou, my (beautiful darling, sweetheart) bonnie lass,

So deep in love am I;

And I will love (you) thee still, my dear,

Till a’ the seas (gone) 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 (farewell to you) fare thee weel, my only love

And fare thee weel, a while!

And I will come again, my love,

Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

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I took this rose bud picture today and just had to use it with this poem!

Oh!! I love my camera and I love my iphoto program!!

And I LOVE my roses!! ;)

Junie Rose

Poem: Trees

This is a poem I have always liked a lot ...

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By
Joyce Kilmer~ 1886–1918



Trees

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.



~~~I LOVE it!~~~


Junie