I love you Ollie.
You were like my first dolly.
I cuddled with you.
And colored your fur blue.
At night you’d attack my feet.
And I’d smile so sweet.
I knew it wasn’t the end.
And that you’d attack me again.
As Indeed,
then you’d come and lay with me.
I’d stroke your fur,
As I fell asleep to the sound of your purr.
Now you’re gone,
and I’ll mourn for you all day long.
As i weep, I’d like to think…
that when I wake you’ll be lying next to me.
| Ashlee Meck |