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Oct 6
Dusty boxes with dusty books
That holds the memories we took
I wish we could go back
To do it all again
There is not one thing
I wouldn't do again

From the first time, we became one
I knew we would become
The pair, the couple, the lovers who stayed
The ones who made it all the way

Whatever the future is
We will be together
Whichever one goes first
The other will come along soon

Then who will remember
Those dusty boxes and dusty books
That holds all the memories we took.


Connie Hopkins
Because I looked at my husband of 48 yrs and still felt that same feeling.
Connie Hopkins
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Connie Hopkins  F/AL.
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