Pathways by Helen Steiner Rice

Memory builds a little pathway
That goes winding through my heart.
It's a lovely, quiet, gentle trail
From other things apart

I only meet when travelling there
The people I like best
For this road I call remembrance
Is hidden from the rest

But I hope I'll always find you
In my memory rendezvous
For I keep this little secret place
Especially for you

Video footage by German Korb from Pexels

Music: Lullaby for Charlie - Franz Gordon from epidemicsound.com

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