Sara

I COULD ALMOST SEE YOU DANCING AMID THE BRIGHT, YELLOW DANDELIONS ON THAT WARM SPRING DAY. FEET BARE, TOUSLED HAIR, AND A DIRTY LITTLE SMILING FACE LOOKING UP AT ME. I WOULD HAVE HELD YOU SO TIGHT AND NEVER LET YOU GO-IF ONLY I COULD HAVE. I THINK OF YOU OFTEN-STILL. BUT, YOU NEVER GET ANY OLDER. YOU'LL FOREVER BE THAT BEAUTIFUL BABY, RUNNING CAREFREE AMID THE FLOWERS OF JUNE.