Some hearts won’t stop beating,
Even a massive dose Can’t take the Marilyn Monroe out of them. Thoughts flicker, Candles in the wind, What was it about her that remains inextinguishable? Two pink bandages Wrapped around her forelegs, cover the holes they made, Blood trickles from my forearms. “Live! Live! Live!” She barks at me from the floor, Hind legs splayed, heart stilled. For a beloved creature I once knew whose keen intellect was always guided by her heart.
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6/21/2023 10:56:02 am
Hi Julie,
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6/21/2023 01:29:54 pm
Hi Karin,
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Kerry
6/21/2023 10:52:59 pm
Fly high over the rainbow Ellie
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6/22/2023 12:23:00 am
I agree, Kerry. At times, one wasn't sure exactly what species she was. Will come and see you soon to try to heal my devastated soul. xo
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