ever so wistful,
my pretty lady sighs.
once she was more blissful,
then she became my wife.
gone were the days
when she could frolic free.
long nights and weekends
were to be spent with me.
ever so hopeful,
i take her gentle hand.
could i make her smile
in another land?
one day gray and old
we'll pack our bags and go.
life is ever beautiful
where a new wind blows.
one day in the future
i will hear happy cries.
and she will be blissful
beside me as my wife.
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