Our Fine Romance
Forty words:
Strolling along the banks of the Trent
enjoying West Bridgford air,
was prelude to unfailing romance
foreseen by prophets at Nottingham Fair.
In Robin Hood country, Sherwood,
we married decades ago...
tomorrow holds wonderful memories
August Anniversary tells me so.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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