Grief is like the ocean; 
it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. 
Sometimes the water is calm
and sometimes it is overwhelming.

The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, 
but gentle warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet
it echoes on in sweet refrains.
The scent of a sun-kissed rose 
on withered petals remains.

Our souls are intertwined for all eternity;
Nothing is created or destroyed;
It just is - forever and ever and ever....

Lovely, loyal, beautiful, peerless, noble Cozy - standing with dignity till the end!
Ch. Kimegan Cozy at Jack Mack 
04.04.2003 - 26.05.2015