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"On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me".....R Brout

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

NEW YEARS

NEW YEARS


‘Twas the night before New Years on Cape Sable Island
She was dressing all up in a pair of black nylons.

When out in the driveway an Amanti pulled up
And out jumped a man with a Tim Horten’s cup.

He opened the door and ran up the stairs
Where he found his baby nearly in tears.

"Why? Whatever’s the matter, my darling girl?"
As he held her tightly and fastened her pearls.

He asked if she’d like to share his red wine
And they drank some to toast in Auld Lang Syne.

He said he must hurry, was just passing through
And she whispered aloud "I’ll always miss you."

Her lips he did kiss and her heart beat anew
For all she needed was air and him too.

A new year stretched and she felt its weight
Knowing they’d met in life much too late.

The nylons were on but she wished they were off
As he ran down the stairs she heard his dry cough.

They each knew the time had come to both part
But it didn’t stop the hurt they felt in their hearts.

He drove through the snow and felt a sharp pain
And just over the Causeway it started to rain.

He whispered "Dear God, watch over my girl"
As he stepped back into his own little world.

‘Twas the night before New Years on Cape Sable Island
She whispered aloud "Happy New Year, my darling."

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