I Often Wondered

I recall our love in a field of grass.
If I look back in my looking glass.
Our spirits were free as the wind.
You always smiled at my big grin.

If I heard frisky used as a word,
Up went the sign, do not disturb.
Such a lady with grace, and style,
But you could get a little wild.

When I recall how it used to be,
You'll show up in my memories.
I feel heat, and surging flames.
It will seem nothing's changed.

Do you ever think about all we had,
How the good outweighed the bad.
Do you ever think of used to be's.
I often wondered at things you see.

Everytime it's a different place,
Somewhere we went or outer space.
When your memories comes to mind.
I'll always smile at what I find.

Do you ever think about all we had,
How the good outweighed the bad.
Do you ever think of used to be's.
I often wondered at things you see.

Copyright 2000 by: Glenn Smith
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