Fifty Summers - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
He ran down fifty steps to ask
If she would dance within his arms
And fifty love songs he composed
about her beauty and her charms.
He travelled fifty miles of highway
To be near her, at her side
And gave her fifty loving kisses
Then asked if she would be his bride.
His love for her will last forever
Fifty summers and fifty springs
They were both meant for each other
And fifty wedding bells will ring.
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