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Happy Anniversary Mom And Dad, June 11, 1942-June 11, 2017

Happy Anniversary Mom And Dad, June 11, 1942-June 11, 2017

June eleventh, nineteen forty two, seventy five years ago this date;

You joined your souls in wedded bliss, to stay forever with their mate!

On a four day pass, Dad raced home, to tie the knot with you;

Then to Atlantic City for your honeymoon, three days by the ocean blue!

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From what I’ve heard red carpets rolled, the moment you arrived;

For Mom was a well known entertainer, and now she was your Bride!

Champagne, steaks, and caviar, a suite beside the sea;

They treated you like a King and Queen, just the way it was meant to be!

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I look at this treasured photograph, which made the Philadelphia News;

Mom the “Belle of the Club Bali”, her many suitors cried the blues!

For her heart belonged to only one, the man she’d ever love;

A marriage that was preordained, in the Heavens up above!

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So sadly it was less than forty years, till Dad would have to leave;

He passed away quite suddenly, and for him you’d ever grieve!

Then twenty six years after that, you went to join his side;

But because this is your Diamond Anniversary, I will smile instead of cry!

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