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First Love

I meet the love of my life

When I was young, I met a girl
Of beauty beyond compare,
Tip tilted nose, sparkling eyes
And silken dark brown hair.

We met in the beautiful garden
Of my home at Hayford Hall,
Among flowering Rhododendrons
By the sound of a waterfall.

It was Spring and all was beautiful,
The garden, to the moorland high above
I looked into her smiling face
And knew, I was in love.

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