Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say that you are in my heart and on my mind.

         Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

December begins with sadness and sorrow.

40 years ago this month ended with joy and happiness.

Seems like only yesterday.

I try to remember the good times.

I try to remember the smile; the laugh.

It goes by so quickly ... capture the moments; savor.

Have a tune for you today … mellow; melancholy … enjoy

The Sandpipers: Try to Remember

Try to remember the kind of September
when life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
when grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
when you were a tender and callow fellow,
Try to remember and if you remember the follow.

Try to remember when life was so tender
that no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender that
love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember and if you remember then follow.

Deep in December it's nice to remember
altho you know the snow will follow.
Deep in December it's nice to remember
without the hurt the heart is hollow.
Deep in December it's nice to remember
the fire of September that made us mellow.
Deep in December our hearts should remember and follow.