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there was so much time then,
before we met,
when I stood on the bare stairs
with bare feet
and the baby in bed,
standing there with my hair all wet
and the sun shone 
on the white wooden floor.
I had dug the garden over
in just one day
my spade-calloused hands sore,
my bicepts ached
and the fire stiill had to be laid 
and the tea stilll had to be made,

but there was so much time then.