The 6th anniversary of Olivia's passing (2/25/03) has once again come and gone. We think of Olivia everyday and I recently re-read a poem that Olivia had written when she was seven that she named Red Leaves.
Red Leaves
I like the way the flowers grow
And how the blossoms sprout.
And how you know my favorite
Tree for the colors of the leaves.
by Olivia Wood
October 19, 2002
Age 7
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