Married June 2, 1950

A RED, RED ROSE by Robert Burns

O my luve’s like a red, red rose.

That’s newly sprung in June;

O my luve’s like a melodie

That’s sweetly play’d in tune.


As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

So deep in luve 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:

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!

  Photo Barbel Helmert

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4 Responses to Married June 2, 1950

  1. Barbara Estinson says:

    What a wonderful picture of your parents, Sandy … and Robert Burns’ poem is perfect. Happy 67th anniversary to them …. though they are not here to celebrate it. Hugs to you, their wonderful daughter.

  2. Di Anne Lewis says:

    All day long, magical clouds. Celebrating.

  3. Jesse says:

    I am sure you have maybe heard this before Sandy, but your smile is very similar to your fathers :), is he having a donut for breakfast? Haha

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