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Sunday, May 8, 2016

I REMEMBER IT WELL 
Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe

We met at nine.
We met at eight.
I was on time.
No, you were late.
Ah, yes, I remember it well,
We dined with friends.
We dined alone.
A tenor sang.
 A baritone.
Ah, yes, I remember it well,
That dazzling April moon!
There was none that night
And the month was June.
That's right. That's right.
It warms my heart to know that you
remember still the way you do.
Ah, yes, I remember it well
How often I've thought of that Friday.
Monday.
The night when we had our last rendezvous
And somehow I foolishly wondered if you might
By some chance be thinking of it too?
That carriage ride. 
You walked me home.
You lost a glove.
I lost a comb.
Ah, yes, I remember it well,
That brilliant sky.
We had some rain.
Those Russian songs.
From sunny Spain.
You wore a gown of gold.
I was all in blue.
Am I getting old?
Oh, no, not you.
How strong you were,
How young and gay,
A prince of love
In every way.
Ah, yes, I remember it well.

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