Dearest Pet,
I feel your sadness across the miles and wish I was there, close by your side. Thank you for representing me on this sad day, agreeing to speak for me, was very kind. I have chosen a poem by Thomas Moore for you to recite, when you find the proper moment.
‘Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.
I’ll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I scatter,
Thy leaves o’er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
From Love’s shining circle
The gems drop away.
When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit,
This bleak world alone?
Remember, when you need me most, I will be there in spirit, holding your hand and keeping you in my heart.