A poem of love for my baby Whiskers
Though you are finally at peace,
I still miss you everyday.
You gave me strengh when I needed it,
and love every minute.
Now my lap is empty.
God sent you to me and he took you back.
I loved every year I had with you.
How empty life seems now.
I miss you so very much, and
hope you knew how much I love you.
Be at Peace,
| Whiskers |
| 24, Mar 2005 |
| Nancie McClendon |