Memories

No need for memories
when love is  present.
There is a shining light 
holding our precious 
moments.  We made them
so we know them.  We

can get old or stay forever

young our heart knows the

tune of the dance that was

ours.

Holding hands was a  passion,

twinkling eyes was our

private messenger, our 

quick or slow step was 

in tune with our sweeping

love that never left us and

we passed it on to our

following generations.

We pray and we hope

that it will be recognized

and cherished as we did

with unconditional love

to what was our legacy 

from our ancestors.

PS:  Dear reader,

I have a corner of my

heart that belongs to this

man, from the first song

of the 1956 to his passing.

RIP and hope not to be

annoying when I put his

songs.