Here are Dogwood and Giada
resting in Daughter Hawthorne's room.
They left Sunday to go back to school.
And Nana misses them.
I miss Giada on our morning runs
trying to chase squirrels in trees
and pulling me with her.
I love the way she thinks she can fly
when she sees a goose or a duck.
Oh, to have a cat attempting
to run between my legs while
I'm walking down the steps.
Or racing me down the hall to the bathroom,
again trying to run between my legs.
I miss the little paws swatting
underneath the bathroom door.
I miss Dogwood lolling
on Mama Hawthorne's desk.
I kept Mama Hawthorne's desk
pretty much the same.
That's her lamp on the left
and her clock on the right.
I added in Daddy's card deck holder
and a miniature clock I gave Mama for Christmas.
The cat, Dogwood,
added himself.
Giada knows if she just waits long enough,
that door will eventually open.
Oooh.
Lookey.
What's Rosie tearing up now?
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