My mind is like a movie,
It takes me through the scenes,
The memories take me once again,
Right back to what has been.
If only i could stay right there,
In memories we are young,
To take your hand,
To walk along,
Those mountains in the sun.
Wild flowers there surround us,
We laugh again once more,
The mountain view astounds us,
Those memories i adore.
A picture show of days gone by,
I keep in mind each day,
For whilst i hold those memories,
You're never far away.
Jayne Louise Davies
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