I shall miss your utter stupidity,
even though it used to annoy,
I shall miss you living under my bed,
even though you chewed up my toys

You made me feel safe,
and hid during thunder,
You jumped on my bed,
and messed up my covers

You smelled and you shed,
you barked constantly,
you tore up the carpet,
(who cares, it was ugly)

You were a nanny,
a wolf, and a babysitter,

Sunday came falling down too fast, crashing in upon me like Niagara Falls; a splash of cold water and ice that had the weight of large rocks. I could have prepared myself to be prepared for a month and it wouldn't have made a difference. Because no matter how prepared I was, it wasn't going to change how I felt.