The Love We Had

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My red dress is blowing in the wind

Your smile is crooked to the left

Just like I always found beautiful

Your dimples show it all, pure joy

Your brown eyes invite me in

Your soul tells me many stories

The flowers you gave me live forever

The love that we had was real

Summer nights came and went

Autumn leaves began to change

The breeze got cooler

The wind got stronger

It was time for sweaters and boots

Time for love and warmth

Cuddling on the couch playing with your hair

That was all needed in winter

Snow came and so did our childhood

Our immaturities shown through

And our insecurities disappeared

Resolving our many societal problems

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