"Storms Never Last"

CURTIS HANK MCGEE
July 11, 1967 ~ January 27, 2000

ANGER

Anger from deep inside of me that I cannot describe,

A pain that burst from within that can not be denied,

I have tried to hold on tell myself that "It is okay",

Yet when I awoke this morning, this is not what I feel today,

I see your picture on the wall, so handsome and so young,

So many words unspoken, so many songs unsung,

I feel that no one understands how a mothers heart can break,

The longer you are gone my son, the days grow hard to take,

Maybe it was something I did or did not do,

My dearest son, will I ever get over the hurt of losing you?

Please save a place for me, maybe right next door,

Then when God calls, me there is no parting evermore,

©copyright ~ Johnnie Oakes~
6/27/02





CURTIS

In nineteen Hundred and sixty seven,

 A little Angel was sent from Heaven,

 He was a gift from God above,

To show to me His wonder and love,

 I watched him grow and become a man,

I felt the pride that only a mother can,

Then one cold January day,

My gift from God was called away,

The pain is so great you cannot know,

Oh, God NO I must let you go.

 For Curtis....I will love you forever and miss you even longer.

2-1-00
Love; Mom