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Lake Erie Sunrise

Sunrise at Lake Erie

This past week has been really tough. When I needed it the most, I was able to spend some time early in the morning sitting on the beach watching sunrise and listening to the wake crash along the beach.

They will not go quietly,
the cats who’ve shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.

Old habits still make us think
we hear a meow at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.

Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.

And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them… and always will.

-Linda Barnes

We miss how you walked where you wanted; even if it meant on top of us or the other cats. We miss how your tail would lay across our faces. We miss you laying by the bathtub, never-minding if water dripped on your head. We miss your nibbles on our fingers.

You are missed sweet boy.

Early morning waves at the lake.
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