TARA CLEVELAND Tribute

My memory of my baby TARA is when she began talking, and she called me "Honey."
My memory of my baby TARA is when she began to read. She would just read by ablibing as if she knew the words. And when she really learned to read, she would read constantly everywhere she went.
My memory of my beloved TARA is when she began attending school, and her teachers did not know what to do with this smart little girl with the high IQ.