Shanhu Lee
Her smile was subtle like the rain on a sunny summer day.
Her eyes were brown like olives ripe on the desert.
Her nose was her delicate weapon for survival.
Her teeth were strong as a chainsaw that could cut the oak tree.
Her ears were sensitive antenna receiving signals from hundreds of miles away.
Her brain was as small as a peanut but full of imagination.
Her mind was the representation of God.
Her heart was like a tender and sweet strawberry.
Her paws were the language of love.
Her tail was a tall flag held by a royal soldier, sometimes disappearing between her legs like a mouse hiding from a cat.
Her hair was soft and silky like my grandmother’s hair brush.
Her body was my warm blanket.
Her smell was the most delicious beef stew.
Forever Aspen.
I will look for you in heaven.
shanhu lee 