A poem to Pauline
Created by Ray 11 years ago
Rememberance is a golden chain,death tries to break but all in vain.
To have,to love and then to part,is the greatest sorrow in our hearts.
The memory of the happy days,when we were all together.
Some day we hope to meet you,some day we know not when.
To hold your hand in the better land,never part again.