Looking Back
Looking back I see her little face
as she greets us comming home.
Looking back at the messes I made
she helped me clean up.
Looking back the warmth and
love she gave me.
Looking back she got me warm
when i was cold.
Looking back I see now what I did’nt see
then,she was my daughter,she was my pet,
she was my Best Friend.
In Memory of Socks Sears
Socks |
22, Nov 2004 |
Alicia Sears |