Strangely.
Surprisingly.
Unexpectedly.
I stopped loving little animals today.
Squirrels. Puppies. Kittens. Doves and Sparrows.
Little boys and girls waving at me from the back seat of cars
will have to find a different friend.
And, oh yes. I also turned away from waifs.
For today loved died and there just wasn’t any point.
No one important is watching over me anymore.
I don’t want to be this sad all the rest of my life.