May 17, 2006

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  Precious Memories

  
  

  Precious memories, unseen angels
  Sent from somewhere to my soul
  How they linger, ever near me
  And the sacred scenes unfold.
  
  Precious memories, how they linger
  How they ever flood my soul
  In the stillness of the midnight
  Precious, sacred scenes unfold.

  
  

  

  
  

  Precious father, loving mother
  Fly across the lonely years
  And old home scenes of my childhood
  In fond memory appear.

  
  

  In the stillness of the midnight
  Echoes from the past I hear
  Old-time singing, gladness bringing
  From that lovely land somewhere.

  
  

  

  
  

  I remember mother praying
  Father, too, on bended knee
  Sun is sinking, shadows falling
  But their prayers still follow me.

  
  

  As I travel on life’s pathway
  Know not what the years may hold
  As I ponder, hope grows fonder
  Precious memories flood my soul.

  
  

  

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