Exchanging "Yes, I do's"
Forever's coming true
Two needing hearts unite
Captured in black and white.
Gathered on yellowed walls
Sixty years says it all
The loving, the laughter, still after years
Are kept alive in Jenny's souveniors.
Tickets from picture shows
Dried roses, Christmas bows
Keepsakes from country fairs
Stocked up her vintage wears.
She'd never throw them out
Things they could live without
He'd kid her, and tell her, you're silly, dear
And he would laugh at Jenny's souveniors.
Shines on his shaking hand
That ageless wedding band
Reminds him, and finds him, without her near
And, now he lives on Jenny's souveniors.
He gets by on Jenny's souveniors...
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