Never has a soul brought more laughter into a home.
Little Miss Mouth of the South.
Which makes it way too quiet now.
No cheerleader saying rah rah rah.
Delia is looking for you,
Her sweet mom.
I'm going to keep thinking I hear you.
I hate my empty arms.
But you made me laugh out loud
For almost fourteen years,
and I thank you.
And tell God to hurry up with dinner.
And snuggle with your best friend Willow,
And roach in the sun with Opie.
I miss you, sweet pea.
February 7, 1995 - November 18, 2008