Sad Fawewell

My Dawling little cousin Snickers lost hew bwave battle today.
She twied so hawd to beat this monstwous disease and so did all of us wif ouw pwayews ,but hew illness was too gwave and hew loving Mama and Papa gave hew the last gift of love they could..
They helped hew softly cwoss the wainbow bwidge .
Snickews knew nothing but love all hew life and now she is once again pain fwee.


She is leaving us behind and we will miss hew mowe than I can say, but know someday we will be togethew again
untill then fawewell my sweet sweet fwiend
nevew goodbye

Snickers Lamb 20 July 02- 22 Nov 09

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am the thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there. I did not die. "

I am going to continoo wishing on the dogstaw to bwing peace to hew family and dwy theiw teaws and that all ouw othew fwiends get well
saddest smoochie kisses