The Wifie

The Wifie

Price, Kirsty

Source: Highland Mary- Thomas Faed

In the sunny efterneen,
A bonnie wifie wis wirkin
Doon aside the sparkly stream,
Wi her washin, hard at wirk
Aprons, scarves, an lang frilly skirts,
Her saft hauns scrub aa day,
As aa the dirt trickles awa.

Aa the sma craiturs o the wids,
Come tae greet her peacefu gaze,
Her saft sweet voice hums a tune,
The birds sing the sang an aa.

Her washin is aamaist deen,
Her clyes are bunnled on a rock.
She gaithers them up an begins tae wauk.