Memories Of You

If I could live, and love again
and could it be for me
to find another, just like you
and live contentedly.
I'd worship her, and treasure her
and say her name with pride
and I'd be happy, just to be
walking by her side.
But I'll not find, another one
so loving and so true
and so I'll live, my life alone
with memories of you.

by Roy Turke

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