Memories
( MEMORIES )
The winds blow gently on my mind,
reminding me of you.
I smile . . . I close my eyes,
knowing dreams do come true.
I see you there in the center of my heart,
I stand in your warm embrace.
I see the love in your eyes,
I gently caress your face.
Memories are a precious gift,
we have shared the old, we will make the new.
I hold you close, though we are miles apart,
my best memories were made with you.
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