When at a St. Andrew's halls' dance we met
In gold were those moments set.
We synchronised so sweetly
Without awkwardness or gaucherie.
Hours like seconds sped
Our present to our future wed
But that reverie did melt
The way that Eden itself did wilt..
Trepidation on Boots' corner grew
To meet you on our first rendezvous.
Glistening was the pavement wet
As the seconds like hours crept
Were butterflies afflicting you
As your bus near the city drew?
Our first meeting had been so heart-true
Could our first date fall through?
No,it blossomed and it grew.
Auguries fair were in the air
Glittering prizes were ours there.
Your aunt the perfect match us deemed
And so to all it seemed
But beware the tree of knowledge.
We eventually split
though still one in spirit.
Yet one glimmer of hope remained
A letter from Calella came
But answer there was not
The die was cast
The spell it broke.
From then until now
Perhaps that omission is our sorrow
Our beds were elsewhere made
And" Of it make the best,"we prayed.
Would our union have been heaven sent?
But those golden moments refulgent
Forever were enshrined in my memory