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My First Wife Was Forever

You would think at this ripe old age of eighty-seven Love and romance would no longer be foremost on my mind Well that is so very far from the truth, it's laughable This is what I had envisioned when I was A much younger lad Always thought love would be much less important to me How wrong one could be... it is more important than ever Love never leaves us... we can still smell the fields of flowers Still revel in the sunshine of a warm summer day Love is everywhere we look It is on the faces of everyone we pass on the street Some are harder than others to decipher but it's there The trials of life can mask it but if you dig deep enough Love is at the core of everything we do and say All we need do is recognize it and it will be ours My first love was forever

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