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GROW OLD ALONG WITH ME
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Excursions of the Heart Grow old along with me, my love,
For the best is yet to be
I remember the first time
That you said those words to me
They were written in this letter
Which you sent by V- Mail
I memorized everything
Including the smallest detail
You talked about the lining
I sewed into your coat
Touching it was like touching me
Is what you wrote
Since the lining I sewed
Which did keep you warm
Was once a dress
That covered my womanly form
The flowers like the ones
Planted before we parted
Then you mentioned the war
And my tears started
You hoped that like the flowers
You'd return in the Spring
That was also the hope
To which I fervently did cling
Well it wasn't in the Springtime
When you returned to me
But you were right, when you said
The best was yet to be
