Sweet memories whisper
Come back to me,
For that is the place
I'm longing to be.
Sweet memories call me,
Just take my hand,
I'll take you back
To that gone, distant land.
Sweet memories tell me,
That life then was good,
Of days as a child,
In the picturesque wood.
Sweet memories don't falter,
Remind me today,
Of the love for my childhood
In life's precious way.
Jayne Louise Davies
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