I'LL THINK OF YOU

WHEN I SEE THE FIRST VIOLET OF THE SPRING
WHEN I WALK THE TRAILS AND SEE EVERYTHING
WE PLANTED, WE CARED FOR, AND GREW,
THEN I'LL THINK OF YOU.

WHEN THE DOGWOOD BLOOMS IN WHITE ARRAY,
AND THE REDBUD BURSTS FORTH AT THE DAWN OF DAY.
AND ALL THE FLOWERS SPARKLE WITH DEW,
THEN I'LL THINK OF YOU.

WHEN THE SNOWFLAKES COME FLOATING DOWN,
COVERING THE EARTH WITH THEIR SOFT WHITE GOWN,
MAKING THE TRACKS OF THE ANIMALS SO TRUE,
THEN I'LL THINK OF YOU.

EACH NIGHT WHEN I SEE THE EVENING STAR,
SHINING IN THE WEST, SO VERY FAR,
I'LL SAY A PRAYER, ONE I HOPE WILL COME TRUE;
SOME DAY, MY LOVE, I'LL BE THERE WITH YOU.

(The Old Hillbilly)

(Remembering Mildred, 1 year gone)