Goodbye Henry

[emziepie]

Henry, my Pom, is dead.

He lived with me for the past three years.

I loved him and I was not prepared for him to die, no matter what I said.

And now...no matter what I believe in...

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..

I see what they mean.

From dust we were born and to dust we will return.

I realized that as I watched him being buried under dirt.

I love you, Henry.