Midnight and Me

#MIDNIGHT AND ME I had a Dog named Midnight...he was every bit my Sunlight! At nine years old, I was told he died from a Hit & Run Car Tragedy. The Devastation made me fall to my knees! He was Beautiful and Shiny and so filled with LIFE...the impact he felt, brought me the same when I knelt; I will never Forget that Heart-Wrenching BLOW...Unbearably Painful, I thought I'd EXPLODE . People think when you're nine, "all will be fine" but that was my first bout with Grief*...there's no replacement, nor remedy or Relief! Yet, one thing's for sure and here's what I KNOW...I wish my past to be a testament TOLD... My Childhood FIRST Pet: A TREASURE* I CAN NEVER FORGET...He brought my Life JOY, JUBILATION and GLEE! Midnight lives in my Memory...COAL BLACK COAT(SHIMMERY) This DOG Put A GLEAM In My EYES* I at Nine Years Old...I'll Never Forget What HE Brought To My LIFE! ©Renee Denise Gross 11/16/2017#