Last Love

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By Lunaria

Last Love The last love that I have had Would make any woman glad He's tall and lean with hazel eyes Always gentle, helpful and wise Other loves were not for me At the time I couldn't see How they really were inside Staying with them I would have died So I took off on my own Yes the coop I have flown And settled down in a small town I made myself known around Mingled with a friendly crowd That were humble were not loud He walked in through my door Has been here forevermore Made himself right at home Brought his tooth brush and comb We are cozy as can be That's my story now you see. Copyright © 2005 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)

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