I look back through silent tears
To those long
forgotten years
When love was young,
as were we
And you were to shy to
speak to me
And I was to scared to
speak to you
But some how we
muddled through
And by some kind of
strange detente
We spoke whispers full
of loving want
And together spent a
very happy life
A very happy husband
and wife
Yes we certainly
muddled through
Until I had to say
goodbye to you
But soon we’ll be
together dear
And I won’t have to
shed another tear
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