Jessie by Roselea Miller / MUMMY

Jessie came to me in unexpected circumstances….
a neglected little girl of 3 years. Her head hung low and her eyes were so sad. She was a lost soul – an emaciated girl with no expectation of joy in life.

I was still grieving the 2 year loss of my first baby Zoykara Bo. Jessie and I became soulmates and we mended each others broken heart.
Love and Happiness were ours for 5 brief years. Her kidneys were badly damaged early in life and despite treatment they eventually closed down.
It is no longer in me to feel again what I have felt for my children. Bo and Jessie shone with a constant brightness. Mine is now the dark and the cold for years to come.

TO MY LOVE ANGEL JESSIE
MY ARMS ARE EMPTY
MY HEART STILL ACHES
WHEN MY TURN COMES
TO YOU I`LL WAKE.