In my memory i can scent the new mown hay
And i can hear and see the robin on a warm Summer's day
Singing on a high branch of a sunlit birch tree
And Nature in bloom everywhere around me
It is even far easier than most realize
In moments of reflection for to visualize
When Nature is wearing wildflowers in her green
And beauty is everywhere for to be seen
The best years in my life by now are well gone
But fond memories of what was are still living on
Like the song of the robin and the sweet scent of hay
In the warmth of the sunshine of a nice Summer's day
Old memories die hard as some do like to say
And for as long as i live such things with me will stay.
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