Ever
ever the romantic,
yes i remember a time,
when love did shine,
but it wasn't real,
physical thing with a wedding ring,
no her name wasna hermoine,
so she put me on the footpath,
christmas eve, saying don't return,
and traveling on, when love has gone,
more lessons did i learn,
anon...
new verse hey Francine , thanks mate...
Don
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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