His hair silver gray it was once nugget brown
The fellow who hails from the far away town
His wife is a local they have been married for forty years
Without children to bring to them laughter or tears
He says the luckiest day in his life
Was the time he first laid eyes on his lovely to be wife
She was the barmaid in the pub he was drinking in that night
For both of them it was love at first sight
The wanderlust was in him in one place he could not settle down
He was traveling the Country moving from town to town
But meeting her was his luckiest and happiest day
He had met the woman for as long as he lived that with he would stay
Every evening in the town park they walk hand in hand
That true love lasts a lifetime not hard to understand.
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
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