Woodland Memories
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Jayne Louise Davies
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The woodland is that quiet place,
Of peaceful memories fine,
And fondly I remember,
Your hand holding mine.
Where bluebells grew so splendidly,
Where time stopped for a while,
Where we once sat beneath the trees,
Those memories bring a smile.
All that has gone,
But with me now,
Each and every day,
For the old days,
Are the best days,
In a very special way.
Jayne Louise Davies
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