Death of my Bubu

I thought of him last night in bed. I sang and sang and all I remembered was him. I started crying thinking where he would be now, and where he is burried now...in the towel that I used to carry him each time. Is he living well on the other side of the bridge? Is he eating well? Is he scared? Is he lonely? Is he exploring? Is he happy? Where is he now? Maybe he found mushi and yixiaoli who died yonger than him? Anybody bullying him? Does he miss me? I miss him. But i want him to be in a better place. I think I caused his death.