" Butchie "
When the shadows of dusk begin to deepen,
and evening's peace descends upon my cabin,
bittersweet memories of Butchie fill the air.
Endearing recollections of the large buff tabby stretched
out regally atop the television; comforting rememberances of
a warm furry body curled close to mine in slumber.
Unconditional love knows not boundaries even death.
Butchie you are with me..........always.
Ms. Lynn Harper Stonestreet