Michael shyly came into the room as we were finishing up and rehiding the packages. He had written Steve a poem but wasn't sure whether or not to give it to him because "he did not want Steve to be sad." The poem, about Milo, is spoken purely from Michael's heart. Of course, he must give the work to Steve as he intended. Michael asked White Dog if she would post it on tonight's blog to share (he is very proud of the effort) so what follows is Michael's poetry.
Milo's Poem by Michael
On this rainbow bridge I'm smiling
Remembering all the wonderful times
I had before dying
I am not lying.
Most of the time, I'm smiling
Never forgetting all these good times
Know I am smiling and never forget all those good times.
I am not even lying.