Old Love


Do you remember our porch?
How we used to sit and be,
Not a thing to worry about,
It was simple, just you and me.

Do you remember our night walks?
Under the midnight moon?
Our sweet laughter and talks,
Sharing those loving thoughts.

Do you remember the summertime?
The sound of jazz,
The smell of salty air,
We danced so hard without a care.

Do you remember Sunday mornings?
Our white cotton sheets,
The bluebird singing hello,
No place to be, nowhere to go.

You are all that I am.
I know love when I look at you,
For you are my very heart,
I love you, I do, I do.

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