In no time at all, then becomes now
as mother and daughters reminisce,
adding this very moment
to their storehouse
to later bring out and share.
JDG
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aholdingplace 
Lovely sentiment, Joan, about how memories snowball from other memories, changing all the time.
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Memory fails me to-day, but there was a beautiful song with the same title doing the rounds some six decades ago.
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