A kiss to the moon
Let me sleep without bad dreams
The heavy clouds cry
Tag: cloud
The Passing of Emma…
Your fluffy face comes to me, and I think of the way you pawed my face, a meow, or sleeping beside Daddy.
On the saddest of days, I look at a cloud shaped like your ears with tears of sadness for you, my sweet girl, for you were my Emma, and now you are gone.
C & K 