My son I am here I could not protect you From the world
My son I am here I could only love you No matter what
My son I am here My love unconditional On this you can rely
My son I am here Life can be difficult And now you must fly
My son I am here Changes are painful I will never forget who you are
Of course, I didn't actually write these words, but adapted them from a poem by Rose Falcone. I thank her for her words because I have so few of my own...
 A million smiles... |
 It wasn't Harry Heaven Day yet, but the sky was trying anyway... |
 "Me and my shadow" - No we didn't get a second dog (yet) - we were just dog sitting Stella |
 I don't know why Mom and Dad won't let me sit with Buttercup in the car - doesn't this look safe? |
 It is that time of year again when the little pigs, I mean birds, eat us out of house and home. |
 What do you mean Buttercup is supposed to be the one lying on floor? |
 We celebrated Harry again this year by trying to bring more life and beauty to our home. |
 And again, the sky didn't get quite the right day, but we got another light show this month. |
 Truffle went back to Dr. Sid this month, but she's OK... just getting older... |
 I didn't even know Dad was outside taking pictures... |
 But he managed to get a lot closer to the birds than to Caiti and me... |