She never asks for very much
Harsh words never leave her lips
She knows he loves her
He tells her with his kiss
She never asks very much
Though he knows she's not content
Since love has come their way
It stayed and never really went
But the days seem much longer now
The nights have gotten cold
He married someone else
She's lonely by herself and getting old
5-9-78/RjH
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