Day 9 - The Past

I was going through some old pictures looking for some for Tammy when I came across a page from my old autography book that my mom had written. When I read it it made me cry. It wasn't special but the words were special. It brought back memories of when she wrote it in my younger days. You don't realize how much you will miss someone until they are gone. I still think about calling her then I have to tell myself "I can't". I don't have any elderly (I won't use old) poems. I think my favorite poem is written by James Herriot which he also used as titles to some of his books. "All creatures great and small; All things bright and beautiful; All things wise and wonderful; The Lord God made them all". I think that says everything.