I’m lost,
While he’s tossed,
To the wolves of quarantine,
Ten days too much,
To go without Ruffies touch…
Now I truly have no reason,
To exit my camper,
No walks for him,
No desire for me to enjoy the summer season…
I don’t need any more reason to be depressed,
No job forthcoming, money tight, food tighter,
One things for sure I am going to be getting lighter,
All I can think of is I hope that little boy is blessed,
And I got to admit, I miss my big hairy pest…
© ed 7/9/09
Fee
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Continued love and prayer - I concur with Lori Moore (below) - he'd want you to take care of yourself. Please do that - for Rufuz, for us - we need you.
Love, Karla. *tears*
Patience, Hope, and Love - Micke
Stay strong...
In Spirit,
Bear
Regis