Tomorrow will is the 4th of July.. My 4th of Julys will always be bittersweet. I'll always have a missing piece to that day. Beva. The 4th is her day. The day she was born.. If she were still here.. Tomorrow I'd come home and open my door to my old room and she'd be there to greet me like no other pet has. We'd then snuggle up together and both shake to the sound of the fireworks.. Or watch it on tv. I would then let her eat all the food she wanted. And then we would go to sleep happy and snug. As little as she was, she sure could keep me warm. Boy do I miss her so so much.
Tonight I will go to sleep thinking of you. Wishing you'd be here when I wake. I love you, Beva.
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