Forever shall the fourth of June stay in my heart. For it wasnt just the day she died, but the day she was born. They day we celebrated she was brough into this world. But its no longer a celebration of a life given, but a haunting reminder of what God took away. Many find pets to be something to keep as a hobby or just have 'there'. For me... I had her since the day I was born. She was older than me, she had been part of our family longer than I had. To lose someone who had always been there, it was like a large whole being knocked into my world. Its been five months... and I'm just now returning to the grave I dug to bury her in. I'm sorry, for taking so long to return to you my dearest friend, but sometimes I find myself coming this way and then turning around because I know I wont have the strength to gaze upon the dirt that covers you. Its beautiful. The Flowers that sister and brother planted over you. The little white fence and blossoming buds are most fitting for your bright personality. I wish I could have put them here for you. All I can do is keep making my cranes. All I have so far are my 500 some odd cranes I made, 500 more to go.. then its said the mourning process is over... but I think it will be far from over. Adieu my friend. My sister. My companion. My Dog. Muffy..... Farewell....
Mistress Chamuel · Thu Oct 05, 2006 @ 10:53pm · 1 Comments |