Just one memory
Can bring on a million more,
On thinking back to better days
I see you at your door.
I walk into your home again
To hear the ghosts of past
We are oh so young again
If only it could last.
That old wall clock that chimed each day
Your garden oh so fair
But most of all your precious smile
The love you had to share.
Those memories of pure bliss
All wrapped into one
Your loving heart the one i miss
Those golden days of fun.
Jayne Louise Davies
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