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An Old Poem

We never walked this way together,

   We never sat down here to chat,

We never spoke of future plans,

   Of hopes and dreams and things like that.

We never caught the last bus home,

   We never shared a cigarette,

We never kissed at your front door...

   In fact we never even met.

 

But if we had, oh if we had,

   Who knows what things we could've done,

What lovely lives we could've led

   Had we but met when we were young.

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Graham Sherwood

Wed 29th Jan 2025 15:42

For me, your best piece yet!. So charismatic and real!

(personally I wouldn't have separated the two stanzas)

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John Coopey

Tue 28th Jan 2025 23:50

We would have been dangerous then with what we know now.

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Stephen Atkinson

Tue 28th Jan 2025 22:46

Love it! 👏

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Stephen Gospage

Tue 28th Jan 2025 21:21

Delicious and irrestistable, Branwell.

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