She’s walking hand in hand
With a boy, almost a man
He’s walking side by side
With a girl, not yet a bride
She’s smiling ear to ear
Whispers only he can hear
He sings her, word for word,
The sweet songs of every bird
This love lives day to day
On youth’s hopeful holiday
Love withers by and by
But all flowers one day die
They’re walking hand in hand
In the purest love, unplanned
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 2:58 AM UTC
She’s walking hand in hand
With a boy, almost a man
He’s walking side by side
With a girl, not yet a bride
She’s smiling ear to ear
Whispers only he can hear
He sings her, word for word,
The sweet songs of every bird
This love lives day to day
On youth’s hopeful holiday
Love withers by and by
But all flowers one day die
They’re walking hand in hand
In the purest love, unplanned
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