Memories to strum by

When we are together I don’t notice the weather

The heat or the rain or the cold

But let me remember, this in December

When those times begin growing old.

I miss your sweet arms here the words in my ear near

So soft and so sweet and so bold

Watching scary movies dear, has become so very clear

Cause shivers are reasons to hold.

And stories at bedtime leave me feeling sublime

So sleepy as my arms enfold

Memories of the last time, when you’d climb in next to mine

And dreamtime gently took a hold.

When we are together I don’t notice the weather

But tonight I am feeling so cold.