I thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence. I often speak your name. All I have are memories, and your picture in a frame. Your memory is my keepsake,.
My favorite things were climbing weeping willow trees, running through sprinklers, going down slip and slides, burning rubber on oir big wheels,building houses for the bugs in the garden and swimming in our pool