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Sweet Memories. I remember the days of long ago, When love burned bright in my chest. Sweet Kisses I oft did throw, To the one I loved the best. The shy sweet smiles you smiled at me, I could not breathe and was shaky at the knee. Wanting to let you know my love, That it was alright with me. I took you home to Mum and Dad, Where we ate cake and drunk some tea. Mum was a little jealous at first, But Dad was fully with me. Mum had me always nursed, It was a little hard for her to agree. Now we are married with children two. And Mum's a Grandma you see. That thrills her through and through, For now we are a real family. Bernard Shaw http://members.teleweb.at/bernard.shaw/poetry.html