Kismet
A summer day in 'fifty eight
when providence found me a mate
Neither of us knew ,what was then to be
from passion, love was brought forth to me
Attraction's magnet drew us together
nothing was ever,our love to sever
In memory that day still glows bright
&she is the same, love at first sight
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