How or why we met,
I know not.
Perhaps fate,
Or some good angel,
Sent you my way,
With your laughing
Brown eyes,
And contagious smile,
Or I your way,
With my
Phony accent
And pigtails.
I only know that I,
With all my heart,
Thank those nameless fates
Or angels
Who helped to shape
My destiny.
For on that night,
Fortune smiled on me.
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