A SOUND TO REMEMBER

 

 

I just had a flashback to the 1970's.

 

I was with Cliff at a piano lounge

Where he was playing.

 

Another musician sat in,

And he played his violin.

 

I don't remember his name,

But I sang.

 

And my voice blended in,

With the sound of the violin.

 

Blended in so smoothly.

 

 

VETERAN MOVIE FAN, BRUMBOLT, HIS CELEBRITY WALL INCLUDES MR. NOSTALGIA & SHEBA

 

A couple of days ago, Gordon Stevens, a veteran movie fan, came upon my story about my friend, the very talented musician,Wally Aspell. Gordon left a message for me on the blog and we started an email exchange today.

 

As a result, Gordon, aka "Brumbolt", has sent me the rare photo of Wally Aspell now open to the world at  http://phylliscartersjournal.blogspot.com,  and other stars he has known. I, in turn, have sent him blogs about Cliff and me and a copy of our wedding portrait.

 

These days, things happen so quickly. Within a few hours, Gordon sent me these pictures.

 

 

There you are, right beside Wally

 

OUR PATHS MAY SEVER, BUT I'LL REMEMBER FOREVER - DEEP IN MY HEART, DEAR

 

 

Deep in my heart, dear,
I have a dream of you,
Fashioned of starlight,
Perfume of roses and dew.

Our paths may sever,
But I'll remember forever,
Deep in my heart, dear,
I'll always dream of you.

I've waited a lifetime for someone to say,
The things you are saying to me.

And darling, I mean every word that I say,
Just look in my eyes and you'll see.

You smile and my tears have all melted away,
My worries were all false alarms.

With you every day is a beautiful day
As long as I'm here in your arms.

Deep in my heart, dear,
I have a dream of you.
Fashioned of starlight,
Perfume of roses and dew.

Our paths may sever,
But I'll remember forever.
Deep in my heart, dear,
I'll always dream of you.

 

*****

 

Cliff has been gone for 21 years,

 

And still, alone, 

 

I remember,

and

I sing our love songs -

 

For Cliff alone.

 

 

The Sheba

 

 

Deep In My Heart, Dear

The Student Prince

Sigmund Romberg

Dorothy Donnelly

Mario Lanza

ALL THE LOVE SONGS WERE WRITTEN FOR US

 

 

A very precious love,

Is what you are to me,

A stairway to a star,

A night in Shangrila of ecstacy;

 

Lanterns of gold, lanterns of blue,

Twinkle in the shadows

While I dance with you.

 

 

    I didn't dance with Cliff - But, Oh ! How we sang love songs !     http://cliffcartermrnostalgia.blogspot.com/2013/04/i-didnt-dance-with-cliff_27.html

 

 

Music - Sammy Fain

Lyrics -  Paul Francis Webster

1958

 

I MISS CLIFF NIGHT AND DAY

 

 

UNFINISHED DREAM

 

 

I would not dance with Cliff:

I felt awkward, while

Cliff was grace personified.

 

Now, so many years later,

All alone,

I close my eyes,

And, hearing

 The Blue Danube Waltz,

I see myself with Cliff,

In a bright Viennese ballroom,

 

Cliff, so fine in his tuxedo,

I, in an elegant, billowing gown;

We are dancing.

 

And I let the tears fall.

 

YOU ARE ALWAYS IN MY HEART, EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE FAR AWAY

 

 

You smile, the song begins,

You speak and I hear violins,

It's magic.

 

 

 

I miss you night and day.