The memories; Oh the memories I've hung in the gallery of the heart To be remembered, cherished Like beautiful paintings of fine art Memories are the sweet remembrances Of all the great times we once had I find I come to visit When I feel especially sad I walk along the corridors Retracing the memory of your smile I hear the memory of your laughter And feel your presence, for a while In a place of the heart Where I hold and keep you near The memories; Oh the memories That I hold and cherish dear Memories are sweet remembrances That gives solace to the heart And for one, fleeting moment We no longer feel apart Gayle McMillan