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Ashes To Ashes- Fur To Fur

Ashes To Ashes- Fur To Fur

No longer laying by my side, you’ve floated to Heavens blue;
Now your ashes and some bits of fur, are all I’ve left of you!
They rest upon your sacred Shrine, I caress them every day;
In two little boxes and a pair of urns, do your ashes and fur lay!
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Their touch opens up the floodgates, the tears within my heart;
No dam could ever hold them, from my eyes they e’er impart!
My Soul suffers from withdrawal, it’s mates no longer near;
In loneliness it withers, for it loves them oh so dear!
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Oft times we’re again together, I’m holding you so tight;
But all too soon you leave me, ‘twas a dream I’ve had at night!
When you were here I eschewed reality, I vetoed the thought occur;
That someday you would leave me, with but your ashes and your fur!
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                                     Oh Ashes, Oh Fur
                              You are all that I have left
                                 Of my dear Soulmates
 

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lodigiana

Dear Larry, not only ashes and fur...but a lifetime of wonderful memories..Hugs to you my friend xx
Lodigiana

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Larry Ran

Our Dear Lodigiana,

So true "lovely lady", memories that will dwell in our Souls forever.

All our love,
Linda and Larry xxx
 

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