Often when I'm alone,
I think of you...
The sweet treasured past..
Filling my remembrances with joy,
...
Treasured Past
Often when I'm alone,
I think of you...
The sweet treasured past..
Filling my remembrances with joy,
But! !
Unbelievable..
At times..
It becomes,
When a flash of thought..
waves over......
Ah! departing has occurred! !