What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
T. B. Aldrich—”A Shadow of the Night“
Having now lived some four decades and several odd years I can safely say that that which is lovely truly never dies. While the manifestation, the form of beautiful people, places, things and events may tarnish over time, no one can ever take away the living memories of the lovely, magical moments you’ve experienced in life.
Lovely memories are the seeds of future loveliness.