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MEMORIES of my yester days. |
| My mind returns to when we first met Oh how cold ever forget The sight of those buckle shoes And Cupid aimed his arrow at me and you It was love at first flight We held hands on Valentin's day In a cosy cafe My valentine for 52 years On this day sometimes shed a tear For God took you to His home above While I wait to join you in eternal love. |