But then one day he did not come though I watched for him and worried some. The day passed on, one day then two, but nary a sign did I see of my Shoo. To the yard next door I went to see if Shoo were feeding by the large pear tree; but looking over the fence to view the ground, Shoo... I knew... had now been found. Still he lay between two trees. Still he lay now gone from me. And there beneath the sunlit sky I wept for Shoo, my Shoo, and I... took a petal from the ground; a petal fallen where Shoo was found; and closed my eyes remembering, how we had waited... and waited... for spring. Now the long days of summer have come, and I, sit alone under a star lit sky. Our star shines brightly, high up above, touching my mind and heart with love. By day bunnies play near the evergreen trees; I think of Shoo...and I think of me. A friendship formed so naturally. Me and Shoo. Shoo and me. His picture I've framed and put in a place where I always see his beautiful face. Soft brown eyes looking back at me, still hold the look of expectancy... and tell of a time and of days gone by; of trust in love, me and Shoo-Fly. The picture of the trees near the top of the page is an "Image Slice" with an active link. If you click in between the first two trees you will be taken to the short story "The Reunion", possibly saving it to favorites for later reading. Simply close the page to return. Please click "next" to continue to the next writing: "Fallen Embers".