In love for thirty-seven years
And no tears ~ so they say.
Even more in love than on their
Wedding day ~ so they say.
A second honeymoon will soon take flight
In November the flame will ignite
At the home of love and yearning
Where St. Andrew's candle is ever burning
Like a ruby in the night.
Second Honeymoon the Scottish way
Oh joyous day ~ so they say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem