My family is a wee bit precious about Robert Burns. He lived a few villages away from us, and wrote prolifically about the area…a different era, but we cling tenaciously to his poems about life and love. I think he was only 37 when he died. He’d done a lot of loving in his short life. My grandad’s party song was Bonnie Mary Of Argyle, gorgeous song, written when he was clearly in love. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JKjdCE5PRg0