It doesn’t matter anymore
the years just pass on by
I think of you from time to time
the memories make me sigh…
I guess I’ll always feel this way
No point in asking why
The magic still lives on in me
sometimes I smile and cry…
The things we used to say and do
The songs we used to sing
The seeds you planted in my heart
forever bloom in spring…
Jon Arno 2021
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