I'll remember you,
when the summer turns to fall.
When all the leaves turn brown,
inside my heart will always recall.

I'll remember you,
when the fall, turns to winter cold,
Never to forget you, though the years,
when I may grow weary and old.

I'll remember you,
when, the winter turns to spring.
As the flowers begin to blossom,
and the bird's sweet song, they sing.

Through the lazy days of summer.
Throughout the seasons each and every year,
I'll remember you...
inside my heart, so vividly clear!

by: Katie Klopfer