On the days when the cold wind blew
I thought of the times we spent as our love grew
And the sun shone upon our faces
Standing tall and feeling that we were in God's good graces
Time does not stand still and marches on
Those memories are with me now you are gone
You still make me smile when I remember you
With a happiness that shines through.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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