How many, many springtimes
Have come and gone away;
But each one left a memory_
And memories will stay.
How many, many friendships
Life's path has let me see;
I've kept a scrap of each of them
To make the whole of me.
June Masters Bacher
Have come and gone away;
But each one left a memory_
And memories will stay.
How many, many friendships
Life's path has let me see;
I've kept a scrap of each of them
To make the whole of me.
June Masters Bacher