You Are Not Forgotten
Each evening as I sit at the end of a tiring day I glance down where you used to lay. You would look up as if to say, just checking to see if your still there. For a moment I think I see you scratching your place to lay but then your gone and I am saddened once more. As I turn my head I can almost hear it said, “don’t worry I haven’t left you”, “It’s me, and as long as you remember me, I haven’t really left you,
I’m still here.”
Oh what good times we’ve had. Going to the Posty Office always made your day. We went that last day, just you and I alone. I am so sorry I couldn’t be with you, when you left to join your friends, Pierre, Muffin, Cookie,
Miss Kitty, Cricket and Tiffany.
But, I want to re-assure you that even though your in Heaven, now each morning when Mom and I awake, we glance through the bedroom window to see where you lay. I must remind myself not to be sad for you wouldn’t
want it that way.
By evening time Mom and I sit down to watch TV, I glance over where all your buddies are and remember your not there and I know that is the way it will always be.
When the day is over and I put the rest of the guys in bed and quietly tell them “Good-night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning my good friends, my adorable pets” , I am reminded you are not with them but once again you are in my memory
so you have not left me yet.
And when the time is right for Mom and I to cross the brief divide, we will rush to greet you and once again
all stand side by side.
Love always,
| Domino |
| 19, Sep 2005 |
| Al & Cindy Faunce |