For The Want of Memory

A smooth one.

The beach is warm
The sand is certainly smooth
The waves are picturesque
People are walking in the groove
The stores are open
So many sights to see
Population is mixed
Our lives together, we weave
The sun is high in the sky
The moon can also be seen
This red rose I give to you
A token of my love, I do mean
The rush of the cars
The whirl of the wind
For want of memory
My mind, I do send

For The Want of Memory version B

A smooth one

The beach is warm
The sand is certainly smooth
The waves are picturesque
People are walking in the groove
The stores are open
So many sights to see
Population is mixed
Our lives together, we weave
The sun is high in the sky
The moon can also be seen
This red rose I give to you
A token of my love, I do mean
The rush of the cars
The whirl of the wind
For want of memory
My mind, I do send

For The Want of Memory

Rebecca Pederson Hessey