Dearest family and friends of Roscoe...he was my friend, he was my beloved farm boy...I will miss him so much. This is my grandbean Cole holding the gray kitten who we think was sent by Roscoe.We found this verse that touches our hearts...
~~~The years I've worn you,
warm upon my shoulder,
ended here,
surprised to find us older.
And there was nothing
left to do today
but hold you close
and help you on your way.
Be still, my little cat,
be well; be free.
I know that you're somewhere near,
and loving me.~~~~
~ Lynette Combs~
1 comments:
Your rainbow rose was so beautiful. The poem made the mom of the house tear up again. Such a lovely poem.
Post a Comment