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Jun 2018
Love true


When my wife and I were young, we had a thousand dreams;
I remember watching the fish swim as I walked alongside a stream.
I have always dreamed of infinity;
Believing in everything…


Then as we got older we searched for love;
So many times we were out of luck,
But eventually we did grow up.
We found each other in the end
And we each had somebody we could always hug…


They say that we are adults now.
We still feel like we are young and don’t know how,
To act our age.
We have only ever acted like clowns; always messing around.
We used to talk about how we were going to leave this town…


We take a job, it’s no career.
We are speaking loud but nobody can hear.
We are sending thoughts out into the atmosphere;
No discovery made, so I guess we will be staying here…


We were singing in a friend’s café;
Just watching memories of people going about their day.
At the end of the night we would spend our pay,
On a drink or two with friends, before we went to work the next day…


When we fell in love we had no money to spare,
But we got married somehow with all our friends and family there.
No fairytale wedding, but we didn’t care,
Because we had true love, so we were walking on air…


Years later as the aeroplane landed on the ground,
We were back to our old life, with the old familiar sounds;
The same old smells, but with new stories to tell.
We were home at last; the honeymoon was over
And we were back to reality in the here and now…


Through a thousand nights we carried on
And then we knew what it was to be loved by our new son;
Our shining sun
And as the years flew by, he soon grew up…


He’s married now with a child of his own;
He always takes the time to pick up the phone.
He tells me that they are all coming home.
It’s Christmas Eve; he asks me “Where else would we want to go?”


As I sit here with the love of my life
And the son we had and his wonderful wife;
I sit and watch them putting more coal onto the fire.
I close my eyes and I feel warm inside, so I smile…


They’re crying now, but I have lived;
I grew old and grey and had a wonderful son and grand kid.
The love of my life, she never did leave.
Death comes for us all, eventually.
But I had my time
And at least I can say,
That I am grateful for everything, that I experienced on the way.


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