by Sandra Schott
Winter, our baby, you put up a vicious fight -- You fought like a brave gallant, solider tonight... You couldn't see where to go, under dark skies -- with your beautiful, crystal blue, cross eyes ... Our baby red flame, our gorgeous siamese cat -- You didn't have a chance with dogs in a pack ... We're so very sorry, we weren't there to save you -- But we asked G-boy, to come guide you through ... He'll walk you through, the gates with God -- You'll meet your baby brother, it'll seem odd ... But don't be scared, our baby, our Winnie Pooh -- Because little Alaska, waited two years to see you ... In time we'll heal, but we'll never forget -- As you gave us the greatest pleasure, by far yet ... Your gracious ways, your prancing with paws -- Your endless purring, and a few battle scars ... Please don't be scared Win, we're always right here -- And in our hearts and souls, you're always near ... We love you, baby Win ... Mom, Erin & Chase