Two Old Flames
Two Old Flames
Holding Hands In The Park
Always Together
He gives Her A Rose.
Sixty Years With Her A Joy,
He Is Thankful For.
She Squeezes Him Tight.
Kissing Him On The Cheek,
And Never Regrets.
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