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Show Yellow petals in between the leaves, Golden souvenirs, that's all I hold-So hold-So I'll cling to Cc'ery fragment, And each precious memory, To roses that you gave to me. "YELLOW PETALS" By GLEN LAW VERSE Each lime I see a diary Another comes to mind, And tho' I try not to look outside I always do, and find CHORUS Yellow petals in between the leaves, Golden souvenirs of joys we knew Tho' they're dried and nearly faded, Still their fragrance lingers on Sealed in the harbor of my brain. Yelloiv petals in between the lines Of a sentimental melody recall how you evaded Those who ask you "would you sing?" Oh, just to hear your voice again! There's a P. S. on the bottom, of a page that reads "July" " last night he held me in his arms, And, dear diary, he told me that his love would never die " Oh, why do people lie! |