Poems (Rumell)/Magic memory
MAGIC MEMORY
Just the fragrance of a rose,
But oh, what a potent power,
To brush aside your trials, and expose
The deep joy of a long lost hour.
But oh, what a potent power,
To brush aside your trials, and expose
The deep joy of a long lost hour.
Just a baby's little brown shoe,
So worn at the heel and toe.
But the gossamer threads that bind it to you
Are from your Dream castle of long ago.
So worn at the heel and toe.
But the gossamer threads that bind it to you
Are from your Dream castle of long ago.
Just a strain of music sweet,
But is has power to set free,
Dream faces, of the past, that rush to meet
And greet you, in magic memory.
But is has power to set free,
Dream faces, of the past, that rush to meet
And greet you, in magic memory.