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Carolyn Ford Witt

(1943 / Indiana USA)



Within the far rooms of my mind
Those precious memories stay
Locked so tight..I cannot find
That elusive hidden way.

Those memories, I held, Oh so dear,
Beyond my reach have been
So far within..that I would fear
I never would get in!

How could they now play tricks on me,
Those thoughts..I can't control.
To take memories flee
Those memories of Ole.

Thank God, I wrote of time so fine
Sweet memories so true,
Those long ago sweet memories mine,
Sweet memories of You.

When all those actions were so clear
And memories so new
Of things that I did hold so dear,
Those things we used to do.

So now those memories, I'll recall
From words written long ago,
No longer does depression fall
For Sweet Memories..I will know!

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
© 2006

Submitted: Saturday, September 26, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, March 12, 2013

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