Annabelle

Beloved Child

Its been three months

and the wounds still seem fresh,

I still see you… looking at me,

calling me to come and pet you,

I still see your myriad moods,

flit through your eyes.

I still miss your purring, your sand paper kisses

even your scratches and bites

.

.

One week was not enough

to say farewell.

Annabelle,

My beloved child.

 

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