This would have been her 36th birthday. Just doesn't seem possible...the following poem is written in her memory: 'YOUR PLACE ' There is a place inside my heart That only you could fill. A special place that is your's alone; Your memory lives there still. It's a place I often go to To spend a little time Strolling through the memories That alone are yours and mine. In this place I close my eyes And I can see your smiling face. I can taste the sweetness of your kiss. I can feel the warmth of your embrace. In this place I can see The lovelight in your eyes; I can put my arms around you And hold you close awhile. In this place I can feel Your tender, loving touch; I can hear the music of your voice... Things I miss so much. There is a place inside my heart That only you could fill. A special place that is yours alone; Your memory lives there still. (c)Elizabeth T. Moore {All rights reserved.}