Beatrice

Woke up sad this morning, hanging my head low with the thoughts of what I miss. My tears couldn’t cure whatever this is that ails me. I read the note I wrote in memory of you. Then a bee flew by me. I tried to kill it, but it got away. I am glad that it did, because it reminded me of you. Now I see the silver lining, and the uncontrollable laughter comes out of me. I miss you Nanny.