Dorothy and death
The slow pain of realising that you won't see that face again. The feel of was it you and what did you do.
Hoping that she be buried near you and she will stay with you for life.
Her slowly getting erased from your mind till all you can see is a faint ripped picture in your brain.
But the amazing feeling of loved ones sporting you and she is happy and remembering you can relax and not have to get up early and go running up the street to stop her from leaving.
I love you Dorothy and I always will .