YOU AND I|
It was under the blossom tree
That we first met you and I,
I think it was love at first sight
Although we were both a little shy.
We would walk through the park
Holding hands you and I,
A romantic scene of young love
Under a beautiful summer sky.
And as the passing years began
The passion and love were great,
We were married such joy to be had
Little feet of joy began to congregate.
Two little feet became four
Two beautiful daughters of fun,
Two little angels sent from above
Too fill our lives everyday with sun.
They are grown now families of their own
The passing years have been an emotional ride,
We've loved laughed and cried as a family
But the memories are all on loves side.
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