Love letters from my Sweetheart,
They all say, I love you!

Then one day on June the 9th
In nineteen thirty three,
We were married
The happiest day for my love and me.

There what do I do now?
A tiny baby shoe…
I’ll hold it to my heart,
Just like I use to do.

And there’s one little sock,
Guess I thought I’d find the other
Been over forty years since I lost the mate
Now, isn’t that just like a Mother?

A gift from a friend I used to know
She’s been gone for many years
I still think of her wherever I go.

My boxes of keepsakes to remember
Mementos to of love, to laugh and cry over
These pleasures to remember are in the keeper!
Like I can still smell the fragrance in any field of sweet clover.