This is a song Mrs H always asks me to play when she's in
It's a pretty thing, as Bing Crosby might say.
I only really listened to the lyrics properly the other day.
And when I looked it up found that they were written by one Felice Mancini, and set to music by her very great and famous composer Dad.
Sometimes, not often enough
We reflect upon the good things
And those thoughts always centre around those we love
And I think about those people who mean so much to me
And for so many years have made me so very happy
And I count the times I have forgotten to say "thank you"
And just how much I love them
Carpenters - 'Sometimes' (1971)