I just watched and heard the memorial for Little Girl. After it finished I walked outside to a high bluff overlooking the entire valley here. It's the first time I've returned to the spot I took her every day. I'd look at the view and her, while she sniffed the grass. It was our time each day, so you can understand my hesitation to return to that place. It's beautiful today, with unlimited visibility and warm, with sofe green grass, just like Little Girl would have loved...

My heart cries out so often
One more look, one last touch
Let me hold that silky one again
To feel that warmth again
To look into those trusting eyes of love
My ears yearn to hear your call
To awaken from this dream
And find them there beside me
Then whispers come to my heart
I hear that beloved voice again
In the winds that caress my soul
When I look into the eyes of one
Who has reached out to me
I look into your trusting eyes of love again
My hands and arms let you go
You are forever in my heart
There will come a time when
My work is done that I
Shall awaken at the Bridge
Look into the distance
And see all are strong and healthy
Then one who has been waiting
Will raise his head and come running
Running to my arms
Again to feel that silky warmth again
Will look into the eyes of love
Here you are by my side
Silver tears shall fall upon silky fur
My arms shall hold you again
I shall take with me the love
From the ones here who have yet to follow
And tell those who wait , you are loved
Always
ŠJ.C. Stewart
BarTendersBluesWolf
May 19, 2006.

Light a candle in Little Girl's memory, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby, or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.