she climbs into my arms and gently lays her head upon my
shoulder
the fur on the top of her head gently caressing my chin
i breathe in her scent as i rub my check against the
softness of her fur
my hand against her delicate rib cage
just a thin barricade between bone and skin
between life and death
and i understand that this life i hold in my arms
so precious and fragile
will all too soon be but another memory
like all the others
who over the years
have graced my heart
another goodbye to a life i love
written 3/17/2019
Rest in Peace sweet Charlotte. You fought IBD like a brave warrior but the disease was stronger then us both. 6/23/19
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