They say time heals all wounds.
Time did not dull the sharp edges
of your farewell.
The love of you hiding under the bed
too scared to say hello.
The love of your bravado of being
a tough guy in front of your big brother.
The love of your hearty appetite
and endless cheer.
The love of your silky soft fur
and soulful eyes.
The love of your warm hugs
I saw a flock of birds the other day,
swooping lazily back and forth.
A Tribute to Morimoto
Mo was only with Emeril and me for a short time. While I hoped to have many years with Mo, our time together was full of love and great memories. In his honor, we celebrated I’m with MoMo week. Please enjoy some of our favorite memories of Mo.
We love and miss you, Mo. Until we meet again – I’m with MoMo.
“When you are sorrowful look into your heart and you shall see
that you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”
– Kahil Gibran.