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The First Day We Met On the first day of September, At the rodeo with my friends, Is a day I shall forever remember, A lifetime of love my soul portends. You were standing near the fences, Tall and ever so strong, My heart lost all it’s senses, I stood just staring ever so long. Instead of my friends you chose me, That was something entirely new, I checked twice to see, Thrilled it was true. I love your jokes so funny, The time worn cowboy hat, The way you turn cloudy days sunny, For the whole day next to you I sat. Spending time and dating came next, With engagement in the wings; You know I love your blue eyes with little flecks, Your laughter is the reason my soul sings. Now every first day of September, On the internet with my friends, I talk of a day I shall forever remember, A lifetime of love my soul portends.
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