There was a knock at my door, a man holding a tiny orange tabby kitten. He said, "I heard you love cats, I found this little orange tabby in the bushes alone and scared. He needs a home, can you give him one?"
My daughter named him "JayJay".
I called him "My baby boy".
JayJay loved everyone. He would sit on the fence in the morning and greet the kids on the way to school.
He was street smart... he knew about cars, he never made mistakes.
Then there was that car... The person on a cellphone, speeding, not paying attention... JayJay was crossing the street at 8:30 in the morning to find his way home for breakfast. He never made it. His life was taken in a moment.
The driver of the SUV stopped for a single moment, looked back, then sped off.
My baby boy, JayJay... Gone.
I miss my sweet JayJay....
My daughter named him "JayJay".
I called him "My baby boy".
JayJay loved everyone. He would sit on the fence in the morning and greet the kids on the way to school.
He was street smart... he knew about cars, he never made mistakes.
Then there was that car... The person on a cellphone, speeding, not paying attention... JayJay was crossing the street at 8:30 in the morning to find his way home for breakfast. He never made it. His life was taken in a moment.
The driver of the SUV stopped for a single moment, looked back, then sped off.
My baby boy, JayJay... Gone.
I miss my sweet JayJay....
There was a knock at my door, a man holding a tiny orange tabby kitten. He said, "I heard you love cats, I found this little orange tabby in the bushes alone and scared. He needs a home, can you give him one?"
My daughter named him "JayJay".
I called him "My baby boy".
JayJay loved everyone. He would sit on the fence in the morning and greet the kids on the way to school.
He was street smart... he knew about cars, he never made mistakes.
Then there was that car... The person on a cellphone, speeding, not paying attention... JayJay was crossing the street at 8:30 in the morning to find his way home for breakfast. He never made it. His life was taken in a moment.
The driver of the SUV stopped for a single moment, looked back, then sped off.
My baby boy, JayJay... Gone.
I miss my sweet JayJay....
My daughter named him "JayJay".
I called him "My baby boy".
JayJay loved everyone. He would sit on the fence in the morning and greet the kids on the way to school.
He was street smart... he knew about cars, he never made mistakes.
Then there was that car... The person on a cellphone, speeding, not paying attention... JayJay was crossing the street at 8:30 in the morning to find his way home for breakfast. He never made it. His life was taken in a moment.
The driver of the SUV stopped for a single moment, looked back, then sped off.
My baby boy, JayJay... Gone.
I miss my sweet JayJay....
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