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Short time we had to know each other, But lives intertwined by a shared love of a friend-- My dear Amanda, I could not abandon you--you were the legacy of one I would miss-- Those days you spent with me I would never want to miss.
Amanda, at the age of 13 you came into my care You landed with the others with little fanfare.... You were suddenly the oldest in our family affair And I never thought of the times you wouldn't be here.
The illness came suddenly, and I knew you would go But I tried to hold on, you see, because I wanted you to know That you were now part of who I really am, and you held a great piece of my soul. I couldn't understand that perhaps you did miss Your momma in heaven whenre the best people go.
So fly my sweet angel, let your pain disappear May you find your mom there, at the Bridge where all wait And when a voice summons, we all run with glee Our moms, our dads, and our furkits we all hope to see.
I'll miss you so much, my sweet soul, Amanda, The nights where you stayed in my arms in the cold Where you would snuggle so close and so tight And somehow or other, we slept through the night.
Your quiet dignity held my love as you lived You were full of a wisdom that so few can give. Your eyes always held a sagacity true And the head butts you gave me when I would be blue Kept me half sane in a chaotic world.
I hope I did give you what I should have done As an offering to your momma, a very dear friend. But please do remember I fell in love with you too-- And on my own passing, I expect to see you-- That love can transcend all debts to be paid at the end-- We will all be together with all of our friends.
Blessed be, sweet Amanda--may your soul meet with those who have already passed from this world to that other My furkits who live in the world of my dreams Who have left me without them--or so it seems.
I still believe that angels love and often watch Over those of us who love them dear. Angels are those who we loved through life And now are someplace else, not so clear. Sweet angel Amanda, join my furkits now, And dare to know I'll always cherish you.
I thought I would share this. Everytime I've lost one of my kits, I have written a remembrance to them, either as a poem or an essay. It's just a way to put something into words to express how I feel about them and to remember them.
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