Here lies a book of poems, a photo, left in amber hues

A glass of Brandy left by a human way to soon

Once read and drunk in a golden age with her

And the golden age was a mere story, she amused

The dusty book opened there held an old picture

The Brandy aroma still lingers, the picture captures

The dark haired gent and a lovely redhead

A sultry smile she donned and he caught in raptures

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