For my beloved Martin.
Fifty years have passed and I can’t stop loving you.
I’ve made up my mind to live in memory of lonesome times.
I can’t stop wanting you, it’s useless to say, so I’ll just live my life in dreams of yesterday.
Those happy hours we once knew, though long ago, they still make me blue.
They say that time heals a broken heart, but time has stood still since we have been apart.
I will always be in love with you.
Love you always.
Phyl, Martine, Adien and Michelle xxxx.