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| Christine and I in London, ON., 1965 |
Now that they are adults with children of their own
I wishfully think how good it would be
If they could go back in time to see
The girl that I asked to marry me,
With her flowing dark hair and her elegant stride,
And exceptional voice, I was wide-eyed
Small wonder I asked her to be my bride.
To enjoy life’s journey by my side.
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