I Remember Clifford - Helen Merrill

I know he'll never

Be forgotten

He was a king

Uncrowned

I know I'll always

Remember

The warmth

Of his sound

Lingers so long

I'm sure

He's still around

For those who heard

They repeat him yet

So those who hear

Won't forget

The sound

Of each phrase

Echoes the time

Uncountable

By days

The things

He played

Are with us now

And they

Endure

Should time

Allow

Oh yes

I remember

Clifford

I always seem

To hear him play

Somehow

Every day

I hear

His lovely tone

In every trumpet sound

That has a beauty

All it's own

So how

Can we say

Someone so real

Has really

Gone away

I hear him now

I always will

Believe me I

Clifford

Still

Oh yes

I remember

Clifford

I always seem

To hear him play

Somehow

Every day

I hear

His lovely tone

In every trumpet sound

That has a beauty

All it's own

So how

How can we say

Someone so real

Has really

Gone away

I hear him now

I always will

Believe me I

Remembered

Clifford still