A Bonnie Wee Bode in Highlands Fair. O come ye near, and cast yer eye,? Upon this hoose sae modestly--?In Highlands fair, near river's bend, Where trees in gentle breezes wend, This humble home ye may commend--It's peace ye'll surely find.? A quiet lane, a noble place,? Wi' downtown close, yet nature's grace--?This wee abode will give ye space, ?And dreams yet tae be seen. Two beds above, one down below,? Wi' sunlight warm and gentle glow; ?In twenty-seventeen, ye know,?'Twas fitted up wi' care.? The windows changed, the codes made right,? The kitchen opened tae the light, ?The bath reborn, the roof made tight--?All ready for yer lair. The yard is huge, a spacious plot,? For garden grand or builder's lot;? Whether ye dream, or stick tae what? A wealth o' paths lies at yer feet, ?For those who walk the budget dream,? And peace shall always here be seen.