My Best Girl

I couldn’t guess the many-a-mile
We walked together hand in hand,
Both literal and metaphorical,
Til viscid palms would not let go.
And people stare and whisper low
As though it’s hard to understand
How those our age can still engage
In childish act we should outgrow.

I don’t care what others think
Or how they act or what they say.
She’s my best girl,
My lucky song,
My guiding star,
My rudder, my sail.
She’s everything precious in my world as
I travel on life’s weary way.
With her hand in mine
I always can find
A peaceful ending to any travail.

We may not see the ending together.
Life can be cruel that way.
But I’ll hold her hand til
The last fleeting moment,
Fulfilling the vow of our wedding day.

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