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To Ricky Watkins

Nov. 4, 1961 - Nov. 24, 1993

Since You've Been Gone


I started your quilt the day you died
Tears stained the colorful material
I cried and cried until I was done
In you're honor I displayed the quilt for others to view
A stranger walked up to me and asked about you
Turns out you both worked together
He didn't know you were gone
I told him about you're memorial
The stranger politely said goodbye
I was alone to remember you

The day of the memorial I was solo
The church was standing room only
A stranger whispered to me, "come sit with me"
Turns out you worked with him
Now I wasn't alone to remember you
The service was over
the stranger politely said goodbye
I thank God for sending me your angel
To comfort me when I was alone to grieve

I read your name every year on December 1st
I even started a book to remember the people who are gone
I want to extend the offer to anyone who wants to remember
their loved one in a special way with a poem, story, recipe or drawing
I had your face drawn for the book with a rose
The rose symbolizes me close to you

Remember as kids how we listened to Barry Whites music?
Especially 'Can't Get Enough Of Your Love Babe'
How true that is
THEN AND NOW

LOVE GING