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Our love was born in our college years, It’s been a sweet romance; With no regrets except, perhaps, That we had not the chance To be sweethearts in teen-age years, Lost nights on your front-porch swing; Pushing the curfew on the night of the prom, Your necklace wearing my ring. Making excuses to the high-school dean For why we were tardy again; Skating, and cruising, and laughing at life, But I did not know you back then. No, sad to say, but your first dance Was with some weasly schmuck; And those who see us dance today Say you’ve not changed your luck. But, just the same, you’re still my girl, And I’ll tell you heart to heart, If I controlled the hands of time I’d have been there from the start.
Wes Stephenson

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