Do You Remember
Do you remember? Do you recall the place you first did come
to call?
Sitting, as you were, just out of lines sight in
that small cafe with its candlelight.
When at first our eyes did meet I knew that this was
right.
I will never forget your eyes that night.
Do you remember do you recall the South that early
Fall?
The paddleboats on the pond and us talking away the hours
of days long gone.
Down on your knee did you first promise yourself to me.
I will never forget that day under the Spanish moss of the
old live oak tree.
Do you remember do you recall our first Christmas
where we decked the halls?
The tree in its corner draped with little lights,
treasured memories and
garlands of beads hanging from every branch. The
Angel of gold and lace had its place.
A Christmas Eve of cheers untold.
I will never forget watching the fire embers die
and having you to hold.
Do you remember do you recall any of this, any of
this at all?
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