<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418134" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>By Logan Mill</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember lending you <br>one of those old 33s<br>My Imagine, by John Lennon <br>at The Toll beneath the trees<br>In a long unfolded world that was <br>the springtime of our lives<br>When nothing seemed to matter <br>more than having a good time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But lately I was minded <br>to remind you of how long<br>I've been without the means <br>to get listening to my songs -<br>It's more than thirty years, <br>and that's much too long to wait - <br>To see you laughing freely <br>once again for old time's sake</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you only could have stayed dear, <br>if you only had the chance<br>To venture home to see us <br>for at least another dance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your hazel eyes were glowing<br>with yon flickering something<br>We strayed so close and slowly, <br>along the brink of loving <br>In the harum scarum disco <br>on Wig Bay's windy shore, <br>On the half deserted floor <br>in the haven of Drummore</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of course Lennon was a pretext, <br>for how could I forget<br>Those moments oh so sweet <br>and oh so carefree and complete<br>That lingered through the years - <br>Oh how soon they disappear-<br>Since you and I last kissed dear, <br>down by Logan Mill</div><div style="margin:10px 0">27 02 07</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jim+Hogg">Jim Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418134" data-title="By Logan Mill de Jim Hogg" data-description="I remember lending you one of those old 33s My Imagine, by John Lennon at The Toll beneath the trees In a long unfolded world that was the springtime of our lives When nothing seemed to matter more than having a good time But lately I was min..."></div> </div> </div>

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