As I sit here writing this Moggs I can see your grave
from the window. I feel like my heart is breaking –
I miss you so much.
The house and my life is so empty since you’ve gone.
I can’t stop crying and I don’t know if I’ll ever be happy again.
I found you at the side of the road on Wednesday 11th June –
you had been hit by a car and your beautiful face had
taken the worst of the blow.
Even though I’m tortured by that image I will never forget the
way you looked when I left in that morning.
You were sitting on the patio in the sunshine looking forward to
a day of finding mice and moles to bring back to me as presents.
Since we buried you though it hasn’t stopped raining and
I know how much you hated being out in the rain.
I hope it’s warm and sunny where you are my darling.
I had you for 14 wonderful years since I found you in a coal shed
cold and hungry.
Since then you’ve rarely left my side.
You knew when I was upset about something and would nudge
my hand to say “it’s ok I’m here”.
I miss our ‘quiet’ time together when you would lay with me
on the bed and snuggle against my body and purr softly.
You were my beautiful little boy the child I never had.
Oh Moggs I would give anything to turn back the clock –
if only I had come home earlier that day if only I had kept you in
if only we hadn’t moved to this house where you had access
to the main road.
If only….
I cannot believe you have gone –
I keep expecting you to trot up behind me or see you sitting
on the kitchen window waiting to be let in.
Good-bye my sweetheart –
I will think about you every day and never
ever forget you.
I love you
Caza
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