Mourning Spring
By Angie Cottrell 
Yellow petals fall as tear drops of dew unto the earth.
Spirits shattered are in need of rebirth.
How can Mother Nature slay
A precious babe most tame?
The ground settles;
My hand trembles;
Your cry in the night.
Will I ever see the light?

This poem was written in memory of Curtis Joseph Cottrell. He is the son of Angie and Kenneth Cottrell. Curtis Joseph was born 8/20/95 and died 8/22/95 due to severe intrauterine growth retardation.