But when one day, Your, Love one drifts away,

Ooh-la-la-la, it is so tragique! A Cole Porter lyric.

Nothing lasts forever, if it is love, treat it like a bird in one's hand. As long as the hand is open, it will stay, try closing it, and it will fly away.

Michael Kupperberg
Michael Kupperberg

Written by Michael Kupperberg

San Francisco native, lived mostly in the Bay Area, spent time being a hippie, a real estate broker, residence hotel manager, living in the country, life is goo

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