I Remember I remember, still,
When you were In a field of wildflowers We walked And talked Of yesterday And dreams of tomorrow And you took my hand And held me And asked me not to forget Today; In your voice, There was always Laughter And your smile Gave reason For the morning sun To sparkle Through your eyes: And I would not forget.
Christ and the church (Rev. 1:14-16; Eph. 5:22-32). |