Brandon and Julianne

A Tale of Two Cousins

They were cousins, almost sister and brother

Ages ago, last night

Their parents took them on a journey

From Brooklyn to Spring Valley, valley of light

They were only four or five, mist was glimmering

They walked along a path, deep into the valley

They opened a curtain, bright and shimmering

Ages ago, last night

The home of Uncle Irving and Aunt Irma

Always loomed in the distance, they never lost sight

Of the home, white and glimmering

A magnet, as they walked along the light

Were angels flitting over the path

Were the cousins beavers and crows

Did a curtain open, did a curtain close

As they walked along the light

Julianne married, moved to the City of Angels

Facing west, near the shore of Malibu

Did she cross the sands of Anza-Borrego

Did a curtain open, did a leaf fall through

Years past, Brandon moved west

Then back east, back to Brooklyn, Gravesend Bay

Near the shore of Brighton

Where he wanders still

Brandon and Julianne once

Asked each other

Do you remember the Valley of Light?

Did a curtain open, did a curtain close

Ages ago, last night

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