Lilly Emery (6 - 13 -1966 / Hollywood)
I work to play, I work to love all day,
I think it is best you rest for a day,
Fling out your banners,
This love is hear to stay,
I fare abroad, or the broken hearts,
I stay at home to listen to our old love songs
We once dance with romance,
When your love was true,
Few are the years since that notable blessings
Of our love, Few are all we can call to this
Each year has seen blue when I had lost you,
Every spring of every year,
I sit down and rest;
I bid one going day to not think about you,
Another day I have turn gay,
Another year I will be sixty!
Another winter I will soon be with you.
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