Paint/Skewbald
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24 years old |
I hope my best friend is in Heaven. I didn't say goodbye. Please don't
blame me, girl, I made the decision to sell you, now I hope you don't wander
aimlessly, seaching for a home. We left you in the pasture on that moonlit
morning, now I am filled with regret and hopeless mourning.
But someday it will happen, the Lamb's Book of Life will be read, and those
pearly gates will open, so I can rest my weary head. I will look up, full
of joy that I can be there, and who will I see, but you, standing there.
I put my arms around your strong, silky neck and the tears come spilling
forth. So I'm sorry and until then, I will always dream of you and that special
day ahead...
Katie