Sunday 18th March

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I didn’t ask for memories

We were having so much fun

I thought we’d have more time

More adventures under the sun

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I didn’t want memories

I didn’t think I’d need them

Didn’t realise what they’d be

Each one is now a priceless gem

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I didn’t assume they’d be memories

Those precious moments in time

Caught forever on camera

Or locked into that heart of mine

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And now that’s what you are

A beautiful, treasured memory

My dearest, darling Angel son

Soaring high and flying free.

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xxxxxx