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All I have left is the memory Of a story, so often told Of a boy, his dog and his fish?in pole May 31, 1961
?To My Boys?
WEAR YOUR DRESS WITH THE DAISIES 1936
You?re adorable tonight, in your little dress with the daisies-
When I look at you sweetheart, it makes me feel sort of hazie-
Wear your little dress, with the daisies, it reminds me of the daisies in the dell
Then I can whisper that I love you, for daisies, never tell
I love your little dress with the daisies, sweetheart I love you too
You?re as pretty as a garden, in the springtime fresh as the morning dew
And when I look into your eyes, bright as the stars above
I can?t help but realize, that you were made to love
To ware your little dress with the daisies, it reminds me of the daisies in the dell Then I can whisper that I love you for daisies never tell
?To Clara and her dress with the daisies?
I?LL NEVER BE LONELY AGAIN /
I went for a walk last evening
Lonely as lonely could be
And near an old familiar spot
I stumbled on a memory
At first I stood there in amazement
Not knowing what the next move would be
Wondering if the one I was remembering
By chance would be remembering me
For years have come and years have gone
And ours was a sad affair
But after all, who can tell
Maybe my old love still cares
So gently I picked up my memory
And tucked it away in my heart
Now I will never be lonely again
When I go for my evening walk