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My memories are all the words that you have said to me,

And all the happiness of your delightful company.

The pleasure of each evening in the gleam of candlelight,

The picture of a mystic moon and silver stars at night.

They are the morning glories and the hills that seem to rise,

When dawn is like a dreamland and the sun adorns the skies.

My memories remember you, the moment that we met,

And all the songs and kisses that I never can forget.

The hours and the flowers and the time we had to part,

And every little secret that I whispered to your heart.