Gerald James And RitaGIRVAN(née Speckman) I wish I could remember that first day, First hour, first moment of your meeting me, If bright or dim the season, it might be Summer or winter for aught I can say; So unrecorded did it slip away, So blind was I to see and to foresee, So dull to mark the budding of my tree That would not blossom yet for many a May. If only I could recollect it, such A day of days! I let it come and go As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow; It seem'd to mean so little, meant so much; If only now I could recall that touch, First touch of hand in hand--Did one but know!
"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite."
Devoted and admiring, your splendorous, fine and fair daughter,
Irene Girvan.
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