In memory's lovely garden
The treasured past draws near,
And cherished friends are dearer
With every passing year.
There fondest recollections
Invoke a sigh, a smile;
Come into memory's garden
And walk with me awhile.
by Alice M Stewart
I received a surprise package in the mail. A package from some child of a long ago acquaintance. This poem was tucked inside an envelope that had my name and one of the many addresses from my childhood on it.
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