I Feel Broken We have to take the good with the bad. This world scene is obscene. There is calamity of all kinds. Pleading before bleeding yet dying just the same. Old age is but rewarding. Aches and pains rampart through out. Nothing remind us of what we were before the lights went out. Nothing but old black and white photos with corners bent. The age showing on them as well... The smiles long gone as the picture fades...so do we. I love animals. Of this fact, my life is a testament. I love animals of all kinds. The eyes and ears and bellies with my finger tips I feel are put here on earth to with happiness me fill. And that they do. So happy I am I forget. They dont a second chance get. We must be good to them. We can not hurt them. They have so much love in them. They cant keep it. It just flows. Just like in their eyes, it shows. Today I grieve my lost babys soul. She wont be coming back through that door. I knew. I held her tight. And I held her long. She was in love with me as much as I was with her. We had car rides. Messy hair. Spa days. Lots to wear. I loved you Samantha. I loved you. I feel broken. You were good to me and I feel like I was bad for you. Please know that I feel as broken as you were. I will always remember you. You will always be my baby girl RIP Mrs. Samantha Slippers. I could never get her healthy enough. As hard as I tried she was always sickly.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 03:08:01 +0000
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