Gayleen Ann Eubanks (Watson) passed away on May 11, 2018 at 75 years old. She was born in Arvada, CO on April 20, 1943 and was adopted to Leona C. Watson (Diehl) and Frank L Watson of Grand Junction, CO where she grew up. She moved to Denver and met Jerry D. Eubanks. They married and had two children. She is survived by her children: Darren G. Eubanks and Jennifer R. McGirl (Eubanks). She is also survived by 5 grandchildren: Tyler S. Eubanks, Braedyn J. Eubanks, Tayte G. Eubanks, Jack C. McGirl and Nathan J. McGirl.
Gayleen enjoyed being around people and having real conversations – she was a very genuine and thoughtful person. She loved to read and write poetry. She wrote poems for birthdays, weddings, babies and the like. She even won a poetry contest! Gayleen was very witty and loved to laugh and make life fun. She will be remembered for her kindred spirit and the love she had for her family. We will miss her very much.
Here is just one example of her poetry…The Fireplace - December 26, 1988
The room was cold, and her heart was too
She wandered through the empty rooms and wondered what to do
And then she saw the fireplace, so black and cold
But deep inside her memory, she thought of times of old
And then she saw the log, forgotten in the scurry
Of people running here and there, people in a hurry
And so, she placed a log upon the fireplace
Remembering of old, satin and lace
She found a single match, laying lonely on the floor
And knew if it didn’t catch, the room would be exactly as before
But luck was with her and the log began to burn
Thoughts returned to her, and from them she’d learn
And then the room began to glow
And her hands began to warm
She said a prayer of thanks for being out of the storm
And she looked into the fire, and pictures she did see
Of past and present things and she wondered, what would be
The flames turned red and orange and danced as high as she could see
And long before she knew it, the fire ceased to be
And then she huddled close to catch the final bit of heat
And wondered what to do, where would be her next retreat
And slowly and painfully, there dawned the brand-new day
And somewhere, in some old house, a lovely lady lay
The room was cold but now in her heart, for she’d slipped into a memory
And from it she could not part
Thoughts and Reflections by, Gayleen Eubanks
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