My hope for 2019 and all the years that follow is for The Little Prince and his tender care for his small Asteroid 325 and his beloved rose to be a lesson for grown-ups and children on planet Earth. May we learn to tenderly care for all Earth's living inhabitants, and the land, water, and air that keep us alive.
Dougie MacLean's version of the auld song from Robert Burns' poem of the same title is my favorite. The lyrics are below.
AULD LANG SYNE
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought tae mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?
Chorus:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
We twa hae run aboot the braes,
And pou’d the gowans fine;
We’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
Sin' days of auld lang syne.
Chorus
And we twa hae paidl’d i' the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin' days of 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 x 2
(The following verse in Robert Burn's poem is not included in this version of the song.)
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.
Edit: As one of my Facebook friends said, "...a cup o' kindness" may be the most important words in the song.
