I would ask of you my darling, A question soft and low That gives me many a heartache As the moments come and go. Your love I know is truthful, But the truest love grows cold, It is this that I would ask you: Will you love me when I’m old? Life’s morn will soon [...]

Those we love can never be more than a thought apart, For as long as there’s a memory… They live on in our heart. -Anonymous

Those we love remain with us, For love itself lives on. Cherished memories never fade Because one loved is gone. -Anonymous