Mira Dane was an Old School Sweetheart

Mira Dane was an old school sweetheart

But our love was lost when we said goodbye

The schools days passed and the hard days came

Even yesterday when Mira died

When we met we were barely twelve

We were sat in a park called "The Apple Grove"

She was eating strawberries, while I was feeding ducks

With Warbutons mouldy bread

She gave me a smile

But I turned away

It was always a chase

To catch each others attention

We were near fifteen

When holdin hands became a kiss on the cheek

It was from that day I did not stop smilling

But yesterday I lost my smile

She was eighteen

And I bought a ring of friendship

With so much happiness I made her cry

And yesterday I cried

We were 21 when Mira was ill

The Cancer had spread

here was nothing could be done

And yesterday Mira stopped

I am 25 and still my days are young

Remembering The Apple Grove

The smell of strawberries

And a beautiful Mira Dane

Mira Dane was an old school sweetheart

Who I never had the chance to Wed

She will stay in my thoughts forever

Even in my dreams, when I rest my head

Mira Dane... I love you!