Sweet sentimental melody,
I hear it's sound,
It takes me back,
To where I always loved to be,
This future now is mine to see.
I'm drifting to that distant place,
I miss you so,
I miss your face,
So many years were spent with you,
We walked upon the morning dew.
Often I get lost in time,
Memories return,
And I feel sad,
Feeling lonely without you,
But thankful for the days we had.
Jayne Louise Davies
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