Jazz by Tara / Love,

Tara your best friend

You came as a baby. You started to grow.
We loved to play.
We loved to run.
You watched me at night.
I loved you so much.
It broke my heart to loose you.
You were only 2.
But I know that it was best.
I stayed while you went.
You looked at me as to say why,
I don’t want to go
But you were sick and could not stay with me.
I know you are in a better place.
You are with god.
And in a day far from now.
I know I will see you again.
You were my best friend.


I love you and I miss you lots, Jazz,
7, Mar 2002