Bright Eyes

Lawson, Hope

Source:Bright Eyes - Sir John Millais

She looks aa happy
Rosy an clean,
Her bright reid claes
Mak her een gleam.
Oot in the dark wi
Trees ahin her
It micht be hard
Tae try an find her.
Her saft roon cheeks
Aa bricht an reid,
Let's tak her hame
Safe tae her bed.