“In Loving Memory of Kathleen Ann Strickland
Who passed away July 17, 1995”
Eight minutes older,
Who would think, such an impact you’d make?
Growing up I was in your shadows.
You were outgoing, I just followed;
You joined track for me,
when you didn't want to
yet, and you were the best!
(Without practicing, you bratt!)
You were always there for me
thick, thin, hot, cold
I felt when you ached, as you did I,
no matter where we were.
I wish this were a skinned knee,
and NOT a broken heart!
Sweetie, You Are My Twin;
A special bond is between us:
A bond that will never die.
Our memories will continue to grow;
you and I will always be together.
Guide me; let me be your soul.
Who would have ever known,
Eight minutes would bring me
The Best Of Life.