An old man standing by a tree
was gazing at a stream
and as he watched the waters pass
it caused his mind to dream
He dreamt of things so long ago
he thought of dreams gone by
Rebecca Flynne I dream upon
the twinkle of your eye
Oh how I loved your flowing hair
oh how I loved your charm
and where would I have been
without you hanging on my arm
And though I may be past my prime
it's fairly safe to say
I still see you Rebecca Flynne
as beautiful today
He thought about the girl he knew
her face he knew so well
and how she always laughed about
the jokes he used to tell
He used to call her honey
then he gazed up at the tree
I wonder sweet Rebecca Flynne
if you were made by bees
Gone by gone by Rebecca Flynne
we drifted far apart
the years have gone
but I still love you here inside my heart
And though my eyes are getting dim
it's fairly safe to say
I still see you Rebecca Flynne
as beautiful today.
I wonder sweet Rebecca Flynne if you were made by bees Magical lines... Who ever forgets their first true love? Never, and the memories offer a kind of solace in hard times. Thank you for this beauty. Esther : ]
How sweet unforgottem love lingers on. Very nice Charles Patricia
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I really enjoyed reading 'Rebecca Flynn' . It's like a lot of poems I write. Sort of reminds me of mine called 'Lorelei'. I love the way you write. It's very easy to read. There's a lot of stuff wrong with poetry today, but you have no part in that. All my best. Greenwolfe 1962