My heart is crushed
My spirit broken
My furry ball has joined the Angels, has become spirit
Gone to join St. Francis in His loving gardens of endless painless play
Gone from pain, gone from suffering, from sickness
I did my best to keep you here, my furry white ball
So sweet
Just wanting to be loved...hugged
Wanting to play, to chase the light...catch the light ball!
Catch it! Get it!
The sickness came quick. It took you so quick. So very quick.
You left with love
Surrounded by love
And my eyes cried a river to my soul. My sobs crashing like a waterfall
You left surrounded by love
You are still loved...forever
About the Creator
Melanie Crane
I've been writing since the day I was born. It's a gift. Hopefully, there is something in my writing that appeals to you somewhere in your soul. Short stories, religion, poetry. Please enjoy my space and visit often. Thank you for visiting.
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