To end the week, as I began it:
Come sit awhile with me,
and celebrate another birthday
for a special friend who lives nearby.
Let’s ” tak a cup o’ kindness yet”* and a tasty treat,
- Tamarillo
- together
- with Pikelets (Scotch Pancakes)
and feel satisfied that we have spent the week as best as we were able.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?
- CHORUS:
- For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp!
and surely I’ll be mine!
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
- CHORUS
We twa hae run about the braes,
and pu’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin auld lang syne.
- CHORUS
We twa hae paidl’d i’ the burn,
frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.
- CHORUS
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
and gie’s a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.
- CHORUS
With healing and love and many thanks for keeping me company during this week of daily posts,
Gallivanta
- With love
- and healing
© silkannthreades