Myfanwy - memories of my late mother.

The second verse of the hymn "How great thou art":

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze

Although my father died 25 years ago I still cannot sing this verse as I get a lump in my throat. It brings back so many memories.