Stanley,
I miss you so much you were my first and most loyal furry friend, my buddy through thick and thin, my “old man” who loved nothing more than to sit in the sun on the front porch or in the flower garden. Now you will be in that garden all the time, napping in the sun. I still can’t believe you’re gone and think I hear your meow down the hall. But then I remember my sweet little Stanley is gone. But never forgotten. My broken heart will not let your memory go. I still dream you are sleeping on my pillow curled around my head ….
With love,
Stanley |
8, July 2005 |
Dee |