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Feb 2015
A toast that marked an ending,
A toast to bring fresh starts,
A toast to a happiness filled future,
With a brave and independent heart.
Three toasts tipsy,
At the top of those stairs,
In that moment,
you caught me unawares.

A chance encounter is all it took,
Your smile, your eyes.
Your knowing look.
Not quite sure at what we'd found
We took trepid steps upon new ground.

I didn't mean to fall in love,
It was the last thing I was thinking of.
But here in love I find myself,
No desire for materials or wealth.

Future daydream ideology,
Reigned back with an apology.
A sensible and often pragmatic mind,
I hope the future treats us kind.
Together, a future in love,
I hope that we can bind.
Amy
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