The day you chose me.
Only four weeks old, you captured my heart like a feather lying on a cloud. So soft, so sweet and gentle
Her name was exquisite as if she were a newborn child all wrapped up with that fresh baby smell
Growing in life for her purpose was to protect me from myself, as I walked through years of heartache, struggles and pain
She saved me with a love that makes me complete and at peace every night as I drift off too that feather in the cloud