My beloved Angel,
You walked into my home through the sliding glass door and into my heart 11 years ago, sent by God.
You wanted to sleep with your face touching my face. If I turned over, you always followed me.
You were so unique, talking to me. We will always have a special bond. God is rubbing your chin now, sweetie.
I love you.
With Love,
| Angel |
| 26, Oct 2007 |
| Sherry Black |