harpersmom
Sprinting down the street
Your baby blues, So full of wonder. Your curly cues, your contagious smile. And as I watch, you start to grow up. All I can do is hold you tight. Knowing, clouds will rise up. Storms will race in. But you will be safe, in my arms. Rains will pour down. Waves will crash around. But you will be safe, in my arms.
R.I.P Kitty Girl, Happy 19th birthday. I wish I could spend it with you.
R.I.P Kitty Girl, Happy 19th birthday. I wish I could spend it with you.