Katie wrote this short poem for her grandmother, Catherine Rankin whom Katie loved very much and therefore it is appropriate. POEM Memories Time is a memory gone. Soon to go but stayed too long. A Memory will often return. But time, your mind will try to turn. A smile, a kiss, a fond farewell. All these are a price to high to sell. Methinks I’ll sit me down and weep. For the many memories I have to keep.