I carrie this little scrap book, the pages yellow with age, the names are wrote in black ink my family i can no longer see. My mother and my father, my son and all the rest , There William and there's Judy and my sister's who might go next. I can not forget their faces,there laughter and there smiles. for this is how my scrap book keeps me going for miles. this scrap book is always with me no matter where i go. and the memories always linger on and on and on. my mind will always carrie these memories till i die cause my scrpe book is my memories of all the days gone by. this, poem is for all who has gone to heaven before,and yes its for the ones who knocks on heavens door. the ones left here on earth yes the scrap books for them to. my scrap book are my memories of every one of you. I Love each and every one until the day i die and then i'll keep on loving you from way up in the sky. One day we will all be together, and have our jublee when our family will all be together with God, and we can all be a family