For a moment or two,
I still think of you,
For love it never dies,
And I still hear your laugh,
I remember your smile,
And the tears start to flow from my eyes.
For a moment or two,
I remember you,
As we walked to the mountain top,
The flowers on the way,
Looked vibrant and gay,
The grass glistened,
With morning dewdrops.
For a moment or two,
My heart yearns for you,
If you were beside me once more,
We'd laugh once again,
Like we did back then,
And life would be just like before.
Jayne Louise Davies
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