As long as the sun shall rise goes the
old lovers vow. But we are children of a scientific age &
have no time for poetry. Still, I offer a
quiet prayer of thanks for the sunlight
each time I see your face.
Please, remember me, happily, by the rosebush laughing.
- Grace
- Florence, Alabama, United States
- Dancing in both directions at once so everyone won't notice that she's never heard this song before.
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How Lovely.
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