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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=554353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Good Memories Remain With Me</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good memories remain with me and good memories never die<br>Of Summer days on uncle Dan's and aunty Mary's farm in green old Lisnaboy<br>Above the rushy meadow the lark carolled in the sky<br>And the new mown hay it scented sweetly in the sunshine of July.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wild brown bees were gathering nectar on the flowers by the hedgerow<br>And above the sunlit meadows the swallows flew to and fro<br>And butterflies of many hues flitted around the wildflowers<br>Their life is brief when compared to ours they are old in forty hours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The childhood years they went too fast the time just seemed to fly<br>But our happy memories of the past we reflect on and enjoy<br>Cock robin with the rich red breast sang on the willow tree<br>The robin king of his small World his hard won territory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With my Uncle Dan and Aunty Mary I tossed the hay to dry<br>In the mid fifties in July in green old Lisnaboy<br>In old Duhallow north of here and thousands of miles away<br>But the boy back then now getting old and showing his years in gray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=554353" data-title="Good Memories Remain With Me de Francis Duggan" data-description="Good memories remain with me and good memories never die Of Summer days on uncle Dan's and aunty Mary's farm in green old Lisnaboy Above the rushy meadow the lark carolled in the sky And the new mown hay it scented sweetly in the sunshine of July...."></div> </div> </div>
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