He said:
All who see you ne'er forget you
with your glamour so refined
you dance upon my mind
and in repose your picture glows
pretty Lesa mine...
When you pass by with smile so shy
and manner oh so kind,
my heart with love doth shine
Lesa Rose, how my love grows
forever on cloud nine.
She said:
Aviation and navigation,
flying high's a pleasure,
now we are together
soaring through the blue
in the temperate weather...
what elation, wild sensation
above the fields of heather.
Sweet is the summertime with you
girded in eternal splendour.
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A lovely poem with interesting content.