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POEM about my early years.give it a journal with WDC 100 writing |
| {Add2090528 to 2106808> to add INSPIRAION VERSE AND PROSE} An event we were invited to My eyes wandered across to you Black hair and buckle shoes And the band were playing singing the blues Your eyes met mine And you brought me a glass of wine We sat in the corner and chatted about what ever All sort of subjects even the weather We were young and went around together And sampled the dancehalls and listened to jazz blues With a ring you asked me to be your bride On the fourteenth of July I stood by your side Fifty two years past when I stood by your side The happiest day when I became your bride Then God came and called you to his side And I will wait until its my time to be With you again in eternety On the fourteenth of July by your grave I stand each year A I feel a prescience that you're near And down flows a little tear Then I will bow my head and pray to God and he will understand To let us wander hand in hand on His private land |