Housemouse

By Housemouse

Love's Young Dream

Oh! the days are gone when Beauty bright
My heart's chain wove,
When my dream of life from morn till night
Was love, still love.
New hope may bloom,
And days may come
Of milder, calmer beam,
But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream:
No, there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.

Just spent a delightful few hours with a friend who has met up with ( and will be marrying !) her first love of over 30 years ago .....

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