can it really be sixty-two years ago that i first saw you?
it is truly a lifetime, i know. but as i gaze into your eyes now, it seems like only yesterday that i first saw you, in that small café in hanover square.
from the moment i saw you smile, as you opened the door for that young mother and her newborn baby. i knew. i knew that i wanted to share the rest of my life with you.
i still think of how foolish i must have looked, as i gazed at you, that first time. i remember watching you intently, as you took off your hat and loosely shook your short dark hair with your fingers. i felt myself becoming immersed in your every detail, as you placed your hat on the table and cupped your hands around the hot cup of tea, gentl
