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Array ( [sid] => 82312 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Old Narrow Bridge* [time] => 2005-01-31 15:47:10 [hometext] => Memories to keep for a lifetime...Glo! [bodytext] =>
Under the Old Narrow Bridge,
That still holds up today.
Is where we had our first kiss,
That blew our hearts and minds away.

It was on a warm Spring day in May,
All nature was in full bloom.
Butterflies of every color,
Emerging from their cocoons.

To welcome the Spring Season,
As they flutter from flower to flower.
Sipping the Sweet Nectar from each one,
We would sit and watch for hours.

With all things born anew in Spring,
Hopes of love it always brings.
You holding my hand as we walked along,
Let Me Call You Sweetheart...
Was our favorite song.

Having you sing that song to me,
Set my heart aflame,
Our special song...
No one else could sing it quite the same.

Though the years has passed us by,
I'm still deeply in love with you.
You continue singing our song
That won my heart so true.

Still taking our Springtime walks.
It's like stepping back in time.
Reliving the time when I knew...
You would always be mine.

Though we're not as young as we use to be,
Taking our time, arm in arm...
Walking along this peaceful stream.
Giving thanks that you're still here with me.

Heading to our favorite spot,
Where we had our first kiss.
This Old Narrow Bridge holds lots of good memories,
To keep for all eternity.



Where loving memories were made!



~Gloria E. 06-November-2004

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The Old Narrow Bridge*

Contributed by Glo on Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 03:47:10 PM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered




Under the Old Narrow Bridge,
That still holds up today.
Is where we had our first kiss,
That blew our hearts and minds away.

It was on a warm Spring day in May,
All nature was in full bloom.
Butterflies of every color,
Emerging from their cocoons.

To welcome the Spring Season,
As they flutter from flower to flower.
Sipping the Sweet Nectar from each one,
We would sit and watch for hours.

With all things born anew in Spring,
Hopes of love it always brings.
You holding my hand as we walked along,
Let Me Call You Sweetheart...
Was our favorite song.

Having you sing that song to me,
Set my heart aflame,
Our special song...
No one else could sing it quite the same.

Though the years has passed us by,
I'm still deeply in love with you.
You continue singing our song
That won my heart so true.

Still taking our Springtime walks.
It's like stepping back in time.
Reliving the time when I knew...
You would always be mine.

Though we're not as young as we use to be,
Taking our time, arm in arm...
Walking along this peaceful stream.
Giving thanks that you're still here with me.

Heading to our favorite spot,
Where we had our first kiss.
This Old Narrow Bridge holds lots of good memories,
To keep for all eternity.



Where loving memories were made!



~Gloria E. 06-November-2004





Copyright © Glo ... [ 2005-01-31 15:47:10]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: The Old Narrow Bridge* (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 08:22:04 PM AEST
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That is beautiful. I felt almost like your words took me there.

Whisper


Re: The Old Narrow Bridge* (User Rating: 1 )
by Raven on Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 09:31:15 PM AEST
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i like it a lot! as bryan adams would say that is straight from the heart. very good!


Re: The Old Narrow Bridge* (User Rating: 1 )
by wakegurl77 on Thursday, 16th June 2005 @ 03:35:33 PM AEST
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beautiful and sweet
Great Write
Leana




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