Like naughty kids who have been up to something,
they stole a glance.
When they just happened to run into each other at the store by chance.
Her teeth found her lower lip, (well only the right side of it) to bite
The eyelashes went right up and everything else went out of sight
Just him, just him, just him all around, that was all she could see
There wasn't anyplace else on the world that she would rather ever be
Other than this small local store lined with bread and cookies along the row
This cozy place where her she hoped her secret blush would never show
For what would the people say if they were to ever come to know ?
Of how her little heart started madly tap dancing on it's toe !!!
At the mere sight of Mr Miller's face. That sideways grin with a dimple.
If only, if only, if only Ms Patty's life had turned out to be that simple.
For Ms. Patty was seventy with four kids and a husband up in the sky
And Mr. Miller had four of his own and a divorced wife to drop by
So there they were, the naughty kids by the bread and cookie row
Hoping that their pretty blushes and cheeky grins would not show
Tomorrow again as the evening sun went down and the clock struck six
Both Mr Miller and Ms. Patty would take out their walking sticks
And meet down by the greengrocers along the row with the carrots and french bean
And carry back with them their smiles and happy dreams of what could have been.
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