The little things we did...
Go through, dancing in phases, right in my heart
Painted, picturesquely as never before seen
We're, clearly, immortalized by love

Storms have, for years so many, raged
And winds have, for seasons betwixt trees, whistled
The sun has shone and the rain has for long rained
But our decades-aged recollections still, like a young soul, make me giggle

I still know the patterns and moves of our trademark...