Dear Calvin
Dear Calivn,
When I first saw you it was like I was in a dream.
In dark chilly night you were there, being held by your foster dad.
You were so small and so calm, with floofly hair the color of cream.
In the following months you didnt want to be with me and making me sad.
We developed into a routine.
With your self in my mothers lap and me in my room.
You layed there and lived a happy and lazy life, fully serene.
A happy attitude towards anything and anyone, no matter what you always entered in a room with a great big boom.
You were with me from when you were a baby to the moment of your passing, no matter what, always a tail you were wagging.
The tears we shed hurt us so much but we knew what had to be done.
We will always miss you even if your still with us in a little box, our hearts deflated and our arms are sagging.
We love you Calvin, to us you will always be our special loved one.
With all the love in my heart,
Christian
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