Yesterdae tho wos gwd to start an we orl wen down the feald wiv daddee. Mummee had went to skwl two plae. We had ower fwd an then the boila man caym an sum overs two do sum finks . Mummee caym howm an she sae " I will fead the dorgs" Me thort ow no coz she doan giv us as much as daddee. She wen two get anty billie an anty billie came owt and collapsed in the kitchen. Daddee took her to the vet an Rickvet sae she was very poorly. He put her on a drip an painkillars but she died in the night . Here is a poem to billie's memory :
I’d like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave a lovely glow
of smiles when life is done,
I’d like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing
times and bright and
summer days.
I’d like the tears of those who
grieve, to dry before the sun,
Of happy memories that I leave
When life is done.
sleep well Auntie Billie until we all meet again. Grace and the reds xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
3 comments:
I will miss Auntie Billie lots because she always liked to here my tales of life in London town. She loved to hear about the latest fashions and especially liked to hear about where I had been out to eat. I think that in heaven Auntie Billie will be in charge of catering. Love Miss Ellie xxx
We yewz to heer arnti Billee corlin out to us on the fone. She shouted and souwn like Grannee Lottee with her hoot hoot hoot. We will miss yewer sound arnti Billee. Yew a very speshal gal with very speshal memries for orl. Yewer spirit will live on an on an on. We lissen out fur yew. Lerve Barks, Tallyloolah, Daysee Mae and mummmeee x x x x
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