It's been 3 weeks since we've seen Onyx. Someday's are worse then others. Oh, how we miss him so. It's difficult letting go to something that brought us so much joy.
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold,
Her early leafs a flower,
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day,
Nothing
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