PRECIOUS Ashley our baby was taken away, but all our love will never fade. As precious and pure as the driven snow, she' and angel of Gods' in the clouds of gold. Our hearts will ache for all we missed, her little cheeks to be kissed. But God will care for our little girl, in a pure and perfect world. Take care our darling we love you so, our hearts are with you they'll never let go! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ THE LAST KISS All those faithfull years you've been by my side, I still rembember the vows we spoke until death due us part, will always remain in my heart. We raised our children in our lovely home then, retired to travel and be free to roam. You are my love, my life and my very best friend, I hope our life together will never end. What a comfort you've been through our married years, even though the road was rough we managed to survive, we have endured. Never have I gone to bed without you by my side, we always kissed and hugged and said good-night, only to awake with the morning sunlight. Upon awakening you didn't stir I leaned over to kiss your ear, but you didn't respond. Oh my God my husband is gone, how will I ever survive and find the strength to go on? I'm so grateful for our last kiss and the words "I love you," I will always miss. I will never surrender my endless love, because you my dear will never be gone. You are my love and my very best friend, until death due us part came much to soon, I loved you so much what am I to do? I still feel your lips pressed gently to mine, a day doesn't go by that I haven't cried. We will meet again someday as we embrace our lips will touch, then we will fly together like a morning dove to symbolize our eternal love. KATHRYN CARROLL ------------------------------------------------------------------------ FADE AWAY I never thought the day would come that the wrinkles and gray hair would appear, and senility so very near. I wake in so much pain again to face another day. Before I could run and now I walk, but rarely do I ever talk. Afraid to speak because my mind is not the same, peoples names seem to fade away. Is this called old age, forgetfulness or senility, I can only guess. Makes no difference at my age what a mess. Oh the woes that come along with age, I wished to God that I could change. Those were the days when I could sing and dance, and remember how it was when I could romance. But now those younger days have disappeared, to be replaced with aching bones, hearing loss and wondering, if I'll wake to see another day or will I just fade away? KATHRYN CARROLL ------------------------------------------------------------------------ MOTHER THE SEA The water crests upon the vacant shore creating pools fo lonely water, just waiting to be engulfed again by the swollen sea. Small arms stretched from the lonely pools of water teaching out to the sea, trying to regain its strength from its mother, the sea. The pools of water are constantly fed from the vastness of the open sea, leaving again as the little pools seem to scream, wait for me! Again my mother the sea flows into my arms to comfort me, only to separate again and feel the loneliness of my empty arms, yearning for my mother to rescue me and carry me safely out to sea. The strength of my mother the sea seems to wallow in pain, until we meet upon the vacant shore and reach out to the tiny pools that she had born! KATHRYN CARROLL ---------------------------------------------------------------------------