After reading Mitchell's blog & your's, this song kept playing in my head, so had to look up the lyrics...it has many versions, Dean Martin was one of my favorites... Sweet, sweet memories you gave me. You can't beat the memories you gave me. Take one fresh and tender kiss. Add one stolen night of bliss. One girl, one boy. Some grief, some joy. Memories are made of this. Don't forget a small moonbeam. Fold in lightly with a dream. Your lips and mine. Two sips of wine. Memories are made of this. Then add the wedding bells. One house, where lovers dwell. Three little kids for the flavor. Stir carefully through the days. See how the flavor stays. These are the dreams you'll savor. With his blessings from above. Serve it generously with love. One man, one wife. One love through life. Memories are made of this; Memories are made of this.
Lovely, Ariel...
ReplyDeleteThanks Pete!
DeleteAfter reading Mitchell's blog & your's, this song kept playing in my head, so had to look up the lyrics...it has many versions, Dean Martin was one of my favorites...
ReplyDeleteSweet, sweet memories you gave me. You can't beat the memories you gave me.
Take one fresh and tender kiss. Add one stolen night of bliss. One girl, one boy. Some grief, some joy.
Memories are made of this.
Don't forget a small moonbeam. Fold in lightly with a dream. Your lips and mine. Two sips of wine.
Memories are made of this.
Then add the wedding bells. One house, where lovers dwell. Three little kids for the flavor.
Stir carefully through the days. See how the flavor stays. These are the dreams you'll savor.
With his blessings from above. Serve it generously with love. One man, one wife. One love through life.
Memories are made of this; Memories are made of this.
Memories can be treacherous Pete. Thanks for the song!
DeleteVery touching...and I love the photo!
ReplyDeleteThanks Paul. I like the photo too.
DeleteMichael is always with you, sister. Love never goes away.
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