Heavy Pit
It's that void in the chest that can bring giants to their knees, that inability to form words or to lose all composure at just a recollection. That desire to never forget, and yet so painful to remember. I am known as a stone, unflinching and unwavering. Nothing is known to stop my resolve or move my position. But that doesn't include what it means to be a 'parent', and lose one's 'son'. Furry and four legged he may have been; I shall never have a greater friend, more intimate companion, or beloved child. I shall miss you Rocky. Nothing in my life can, or will ever compare to the heights you had brought me during your lifetime. Rocky Cain March 1, 1998 to February 5, 2010 at 9:16 AM.