'"My luve is like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June", once swooned this poetic Scot'
(Rabbie) Burns
THE POETRY OF LOVE: My luve is like a red, red rose, thats newly sprung in June, once swooned this poetic Scot
"My luve is like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June", once swooned this poetic Scot
"My luve is like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June", once swooned this poetic Scot
THE POETRY OF LOVE
Rabbie Burns
THE POETRY OF LOVE