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by Alex Davidson

When Golden Days
Were ours to keep
a place we deeply
cared about
Was it the folk
There abouts
Was it the families
warmth and love
The trees in the garden
The Garage and the car
recall a life made new.
By love renewing
and there seemed
so much to see and do
In those golden days
of my golden youth

Alex Davidson