The Lassie Who Can Blush

"The Lassie Who Can Blush" By Rachel Heffington I would give many a dollar, I would give a golden thrush, If you showed me really, truly, A young lass who still can blush. There are many "happy" women Who have laid their values bare, Who parade in shameful clothing That low men might think them fair. But the kind of girl I notice, Isn't one who's in a rush, Not a girl who's bold and brassy, But a lassie who can blush. A blush is colored innocence, The rose of modesty, The proof of wholesome maidenhood Through endless history. And oft I smile to myself As I catch a tell-tale flush, "There's still a precious group of them- Those lassies who can blush!" I would give many a dollar, I would give a golden thrush, Just to see old-fashioned sweetness Of a lass who still can blush.