Monday, 20 August 2007

To the dearest...

August 10, '06

To the dearest...

Emerald Eyes
Now shut tight.
Swift movements,
they've neutralized.
Away from the wretched
lay she there,
Nose between paws,
Breathless... bare...
A softish grey,
Sparks of silver,
A hum of sound,
Then one last quiver.
Somewhere pleasant,
a place unknown,
There she lay
cold to the bone.
These tragedies
and hurtful things
come back to us,
the good-souled beings..
We miss you terribly
my love, my dear.
May those emerald eyes
always stay clear..

Cleo, we miss you, we love you and we will never forget the joy you brought to us all..