No.46

MY SISTER AND I

1941

Hy Zaret, Joan Whitney and Alex Kramer

The warm and lovely world we knew

Has been struck by a bitter frost

But my sister and I recall with a sigh

The world we loved and lost.

My sister and I remember still

A tulip garden by an old Dutch mill

And the home that was all our own until ...

But we don't talk about that.

My sister and I recall once more

The fishing schooners pulling into shore

And the dog-cart we drove in days before ...

But we don't talk about that.

We're learning to forget the fear

That came from a troubled sky

We're almost happy over here

But sometimes we wake at night and cry.

My sister and I recall the day

We said goodbye, then we sailed away

And we think of our friends that had to stay

But we don't talk about that.

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