|The winter's sun is peeking from behind fluffy white clouds this very minute..|
it's teasing us with hints of spring.
Tweedles and I are sitting outside on a tree stump,
and I am watching her as she turns her head from side to side.
She is listening to the frogs and birds, and roosters.
And then she turns her face to the sun, leans against me
and closes her eyes as she soaks in every ray of the warm sun.
I close my eyes too, and think of this very moment that we are sharing,
this moment to be treasured as jewels of time,
that I want to never end.
Murphy & Stanley invited us to join in some fun and write a letter,,, and here is ours.
Tweedles, you are my heart.
I know you know it,, but its time now to say the words.
You are what makes my heart beat.
You are me.. and I am you.
When I hold you in my arms, I love your sighs of contentment, and I love your snorez.
I love the little boogers you leave on the windows when you look outside.
I love your mischievous ways ,,,, and I love the way you always seem to be laughing.
There are so many things that make you special.. and I love everyone of them.
And I love all your toys strung all around the house!!
. You think everything that belongs to me.. belongs to you, and yes that is how it should be!
You melt my heart when I see how happy you are to see me and kiss me.
I love that special time at night when we look into each others eyes before we fall asleep.
Your love of life was proof when you pulled through the scary surgery's a year ago,
and all you wanted, was for me to hold you and take you home from the hospital.
Tears fall to this day when I think back on those days.
But you are well now,,, and I cherish everyday with you..
You have taught me how to see the world through your eyes,,
and I thank you so much for that.
You are my heart beat,
and I love you.
14 hours ago