Saturday, January 12, 2013

For Merlyn

Sleep well my friend. (Master Bedroom by Andrew Wyeth)

He wasn't mine.

He lived far away.

I've only known him for a few short years.

I don't even have a decent photo of him.

Today I miss him terribly, but I know he's happy where ever he is, because he was always happy where ever he was.

But he was the  (Shhhh don't tell Molly the Wonder Dog, I don't want to hurt her feelings.)

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