It's a windy day through the valley,
The rain falls from the sky.
I sit here with my memories,
watching the world go by.
Thoughts of summer moments,
Sunshine beaming down.
Days of fun and laughter,
In this old welsh valley town.
Loved ones shared those moments,
Missed each passing day.
If only they were here with me,
To laugh the hours away.
Hold onto each memory,
Make each moment count.
Life is what you make of it,
That's what it's all about.
Jayne Louise Davies
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