I treasure sweet old
memoriesAs time goes swiftly by.
A few bring smiles of happiness
And some tears to the eye.
They all are precious in their way,
Reopening doors of old
That have been shut these many years--
What pictures they unfold!
These dear old, sweet old memories
All play their special part
In bringing joy and opening up
The latch strings of the heart.
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