April 11th, 2010

Scoobies Unconditional Love

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In response to this.  For my dad.

The world tells you people come first. They alone deserve such consideration. There are people suffering. Cry for them! Cry for the people!

The world whispers you’re being silly and your grief is overdone. Poor taste, buck up.

The world tells you much that your heart refuses to heed. For your heart is full to bursting and now it’s breaking.

The world chastises you: she was just a pet, just an animal, enough is enough. Your heart replies, I grieve for my love lost. It is my way.