Family Tree Dates Back To
Angers, France 1549

Ken Menard
PO Box 690580
Charlotte, NC 28227

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Moonlight Mornings

Our empty bottle sits deep in the sand
The cool waters of this timepiece land
You held me close yet you seemed so far
Your smile was bright as a morning star

The hill up high where we liked to be
Where we sat under that old oak tree
We spent our time in a world unknown
Slowly watching as our shadows grow

Moonlight mornings of a yesteryear
Your loving voice lingers in my ear
The waves did sound so much alive
This Newport Beach lingers in the sky

The times we laughed seemed so innocent
You were so young and simple back then
We danced and strolled while hand in hand
And ran so wild through the wet white sand

Moonlight mornings of a yesteryear
Your loving voice lingers in my ear
The waves did sound so much alive
This Newport Beach lingers in the sky

The mansions sit so peaceful now
Days of old don't ever come around
I wonder how it would have been
But scars of mine they just never mend

Scars of mine they don't ever mend