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A Tribute To Clyde
by Susan E. Eskdale (Age: 38)
copyright 04-04-2001


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I stand beneath your window, once again tonight. I wish that you could see me in the glow of the pale moonlight.

I visit to let you know I miss you and that I am doing fine in this new world order. I don’t yet know the reason why the cold winter air doesn’t make me shiver, nor the touch of the snow to my paws make me scurry faster over the cold terrain.

I feel all at once younger and have more bounce in my step. The energy I have is like when I was a kitten. I see the world through experience yet feel the excitement of youth. I stand beneath your window to speak to you this gentle truth.

The night was cold, as it often is and something disturbed my sleep. Just what it was I’ll never know. Fear of the unknown encompassed me, as if in a hug, when all at once I felt myself rise high up above.

It could have been a dream, I know, but someone was holding me and wouldn’t let go. He took me gently into his arms and we left the building unharmed. I see the charred remnants of the place that I called home and wondered how come you don’t see me roam through the grounds like I always have.

This new world is kind of strange, but I wanted you to know that I’m doing okay. Please don’t cry for me, I am not cold, I did not hurt or feel panic, please feel safe to know that I passed softly into that cold night. I did not die with fright.


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01-31-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

Loss is always hard. Thanks, Anthony


03-09-2003 Kay Lee Kelly    

Oh my this is really sad.


04-01-2001 M.E. (Bunny) Eastveld    

Hi Susan. Thanks again for the lovely tribute to Clyde. I still feel a loss and it's been almost 4 months since that terrible night. Your words once again brought tears to my eyes...Love ya, Auntie Bunny




04-01-2001 Jacquie B.    

This is excellent!



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