  We come with so much in our hearts! It seems only yesterday, we took care of our parents,  Or rocked our children in our arms. Are walked down the Isle to marriage. Oh where do the years go, we often ask? Why do they go oh so fast. Before we are ready Our time has come Time to reflect Time to say thank you,we made it this far! Precious Memories Know not what the year's may hold As I ponder, hope grows fonder Precious memories flood my soul Precious father, loving mother Glide across the lonely years And old home's scenes of my childhood In fond memories appears Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold
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