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by Don

A book falls open at a favourite page
where lies a flower so long ago picked
as a thought from a love long since gone

The grass was so green and the sky was so blue
Was our world that so perfect for me and for you?
Have the years that have passed so changed us
from the lad and the lass that we were ?
Full of love and of joy and of laughter
When you picked the flower as a present so fine
and as proof of the life that we lived

But the years roll on by like a towering wave
Letting no one and nothing prevail
Apart from a flower so long ago picked
in a book at a favourite page

Don

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