My kittens are small,
so tiny I can hold them each in one hand...
Remember? Remember that time...
Remember our many walks across...
I can hear your airless call,
Sprawly in fall...
People always disappoint u no matter how hard you...
I wish certain people were nice all the time...
Like over-aged children,
we opened pot after pot of paint...
Songbook hearts warble nervously
there once was hope here, in a space...
Faithfully...
Full of fun you filled our lives
And those around with love and joy...
Dear Bouquet,
I wrote an entire book...
In my cave, there is no place for people
It's cold, it's dark, and there's noone but me...
Your heartache, your affliction
that we shared...
I am an adult now, mom..
But this is still really hard...