Love Has a Memory All Its Own

She always made the meal for me,

Mac and cheese and chicken fried.

Years have passed since she has gone,

And there’s none better that I’ve tried.

The kids up there can’t hold a tune,

The high school concert’s hard to bear.

I lose my track of time all day,

But when it’s time – for her – I’ll be there.

I may forget to pay a bill,

Or feed the cat,

But when I head out the door to go work,

I will always kiss you still.

There are many things that take my thoughts.

And through all time my dear I’ve known.

That I may lose track of many things,

But love has a memory all its own.