Whenever it was cold outside,
and the wind whistled around the eaves;
you were always there to keep me warm.
When it felt cold inside,
on all those lonely nights;
you were always there,
to make me feel loved and needed.
Yours was the first face
I saw in the morning, begging for attention.
Often, yours was the last,
purring with contentment,
love in your eyes;
as we drifted off to sleep.
Throughout the years;
when I was sad, lonely, happy, ecstatic
You were always with me.
I’ll miss our lazy Sunday mornings
lying in bed until
the sun stretched out
in the sky.
I’ll miss you jumping
on my shoulder in joy
whenever I came in the door.
I’ll miss the silly face you made
every time I scratched a good spot.
I’ll even miss your tail in my food
whenever I tried to eat at the coffee table.
We’ve been together so long,
I can’t imagine what I’ll do without you.
My best friend, I’ll miss you…
Love,
Hobbes |
12, May 2008 |
Gary Scheuer |