Memories of Love
Do you go back in time to a loving memory?
As I sit here at my desk at a quarter past four
I ponder over the events of those days once more
And remember the time we fed cows and sheep
I couldn’t get rid of that smell for a week
The nights you sneaked in, in search of some action
And the day times were spent on some fair ground attraction
You laughed and got headaches watching Rush hour three
The smell of your perfume, so vivid to me.
We met at 19, soon to be 21
Sometimes I ask myself where all the time has gone
The apple of my eye, forever you were mine
To love and to cherish and argue sometimes
Alas it has come to conclude my thoughts of you
And get back to what I really should do
A memory of love, a fairy tale now gone
Stored and sealed forever now all is said and done.