Key Memories
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Jayne Louise Davies
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I turned the key of the music box,
As tight as it would go,
Opened the lid,
And there was she,
In her dress of shimmering gold.
The melancholy sounds,
Of that wonderful tune,
Sweet music to my ears,
Her delicate form,
Turned around and around,
My gift from Mum so dear.
I thought of her,
And gave a smile,
And so the music played,
Taking me back to the good times,
Those special, loving days.
Jayne Louise Davies
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