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We'd laugh and we'd dance, we cavailed and spat
Fought until daybreak 'bout who could say what
Turned to each other with only a smile
Lock stepped together 'cause that was our style
shared all our heartaches our joy and our pains
somehow at the end it just wasn't the same
I never found how to surrender my soul
While she wanted more, she wanted my all
Now all these years later, more chastened than wise
I see that youth put the light in my eyes
what gladly I then called the love of my life
turned out to be only the light of my love
All Writings and Images Copyright © Peter Crowson Updated October 2021