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Can you remember?
The dreams we shared when we were young
I can remember
The times we spent as we were one
So much fun

You made the sun
Come out and shine on rainy days
Ain't it strange
How the years quickly past away
Not without pain

Can you remember?
War called me away from home
That cold December
Married outside in the snow
****, It was cold

I am reminded
Home from war and on our own
Those were the tough days
Cash came in way to slow
We were alone

Now in our eightys
We've shared our live's as one
Now we can sit back
And watch the rising sun
I'm still in love

Can you remember?
The dreams we shared when we were one
We raised our sons
Sixty years have come and gone

I can remember
The dreams we had when we were young
I wouldn't change one moment
And baby, your still the only one
I wrote this about my Great Grandparents.
andrew tyrrell Jan 2018
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