My Beautiful Atara
You can too me a tiny ball of black and white fluff,
That is what you were,
When we first met,
And you were mine.
You came home with me,
Became my own baby,
Snuggled at nite,
Gave good kisses.
You trusted me to be your mom,
I loved having a beautiful furbaby,
You were my heart,
And my soul.
You gave me comfort always,
You gave me joy as well,
You were my sun, You were my stars.
Long talks at home, Whispered secrets,
Just for us.
Fur as soft as elderdown,
Eyes as deep as ocean,
Reflecting your love,
Always love.
Unconditional friendship,
Undying devotion, Unabashed trust,
Deep in spirit.
This has all been taken,
It is all gone away,
Since you died,
I miss you.
I am lost without you,
I cry out for you,
For what I had,
What I’ve lost.
My arms ache to hold you,
My eyes search to see you,
My nose to smell you,
My ears to hear you.
But you have gone away,
You are at the Bridge,
And I mourn you,
And I grieve for you.
Yes, you are in my heart,
You are a part of me.
Its not enough,
I want you!
Oh to have you back again,
Home where you belong,
But I know I can’t,
I just wish.
So I hold onto your things, your toys,
Your brush, dish, Even some fluff.
Gaze at your photo and wish,
That it could come alive,
Hold a bit of your fur,
Just to smell you.
And pray that one day,
If I am as good as you,
We can meet, At the Bridge.
You were my forever friend,
Promise me forever means,
That we meet, Again tomorrow.
I love you and miss you my beautiful Atara.
With love, To My Beautiful Atara,
| Atara |
| 8, July 2002 |
| Linda Goodman |