Still a student
Almost a teacher
Runs late all the time
Always tries to smile
Happy with life, even in the hard times
Auntie Sarah’s Love
A little boy
he was so small.
When God decided
him to call.
I knew it was coming
he had been so sick.
But I never thought
it would be that quick.
Holding his hand
as he slipped from this world.
Ending up in our Heavenly Fathers hand
he is all safe and curled.
His life was so short
yet he taught me so much.
From loving people, smiling,
cherishing life and such.
I miss him more
then anyone could ever know.
I want to hold him, hug him,
and kiss him so.
He will never be forgotten
he is in my heart to stay.
Auntie Sarah loves you Daniel
and will see you again someday.
In loving memory of
Daniel William Keith
September 10, 2007- February 18, 2009
Rain
A luscious kiss under the glistening
jewels descending from the dazzling
sky
Splashing in puddles getting
soaked to the knee
An extravagant smell only
smelt from above
My Samuel and my most
favorite days
Cuddled up at home listening to
the knocking
on the roof like the sweet pitter-patter
of little feet in a wooden floor
Capturing drizzle falling from the
Heaven
to wash oneself in refugee camps
of Thailand
Rain
Banana
Blackish
Slippery Peels
like an
octopus
mysterious like
a crescent
moon
A meshy snack
Yummy
Banana
All Types of Cookies
Cookies can come in all different shapes
But most are bumpy and round like grapes
They resemble the sun and moon above
And give our tummy’s lots of love
They are scrunchy, crunchy, enjoyable,
Foyable, mystique, on-freak, heighwire,
and don’t forget “say” “wire.” Thank you
Adam for those tremendous words
What kind of cookie was that I just heard?
Autobiography
Sarah
Creative, loving, smiley
The daughter of Buster and Teresa
Sister of Laura, Danny, and Mike
Who loves God, Samuel, and family
Who feels at my best when I am with my Samuel
Who gives love, smiles, and hugs
Who fears failure, break-ins, and the loss of family
Who would like to see my life in ten years
Who dreams of our wedding next summer
A student of life
Gaston soon to be Garrison
I am From…
I am from McDonald’s pancakes every Saturday morning, from cokes with no ice, and candy
of all sorts.
I am from wherever family is, that is what I call home.
I am from opening a present Christmas Eve night before Santa comes, from Buster and Teresa
the two greatest parents in the world.
I am from saying “thank yous” for everything, not fighting all love. From always
saying yes mams and yes sirs, no mams and no sirs.
I am from God Almighty who loves me no matter what, who forgives me for my sins, and has planned
my life before birth.
I am from Ft. Stockton Texas, the Gaston’s and the Brown’s from dinner cooked
every night, no matter what it was it was good.
I am from pictures of all types on walls, in albums and in drawers, all showing memories that
will last forever.
Forever
Additions
Marriages
Incredible
Love
Years
Colors
of Life
Color, shapes, visions, form our layer of thinking, our seeing, feeling, touching, smelling, tasting, transform
thoughts into dreams yet unseen. Patterns play tricks on our hearts and on our eyes, confusing to some, yet clear to others,
a cross at the center, the center of what, of who? what is it trying to say, come, closer nearer, no! Stay away. Circle of life, ring of shapes, rays of light or
life. inner circle, different parts of life. Colorful rays of life, beginning of life, different directions traveled. Fates tapestry is what we are weaving. Every thread
is unique in hues of colors. Each adding its own mark to the destiny of the whole. Every direction of life is focused on one main point. This is the center of the world.
Every ethnic background is tangled in it all. Understanding oneself to be open to new ideas. life, what a beautiful thing!
By: Francis, shelly, Tina, Dan, Rodrick,
and Sarah
