White Lace Memories
The lady waited in this place
With heart of pure intention
Remembering another face
Too long ago to mention
Lingering on this point in time
She danced with him once more
For all the memories sublime
That's what she came here for
They'd held each other oh so close
Until the night grew pale
He'd given her a single rose
She'd lifted up her veil
In memory she makes sure of
Not slipping down too far
What's the point ,for pure love
Has put you where you are
And so she thinks about that girl
Who beamed like a sunray
When her darling took her for a whirl
Back on her wedding day
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Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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