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After the storm had blown away,
I saw a rainbow up above.
It spoke to me of peace,
It spoke to me of love.
I saw the rainbow glowing,
As it replaced the stormy skies,
I felt a fear down deep inside,
As it reflected in my eyes.
In a shadow I stood there,
Tall and strong and bold,
On my cheeks ran silver teardrops,
Some were new and some were old.
My love for you
Glows in each silver tear,
The colors run together now,
And wipes away my fears.
(c) Lobowolf
aka Don Dade
Ebbing tides of sorrow break,
Over those who will seek but ease.
The hearts and souls and minds that ache,
Waiting for the wind called peace.
The love that came from up above,
Was sent with them to us to teach.
Mission complete, took back his loves,
Now we wait for the wind of peace.
They brought His word to us to learn,
Now they fly on wings of iridescent hue,
A silverwolf was sent to me,
Who now flies with wings of blue.
So learn you well the word of love,
Even tho when gone you feel no ease.
When he takes them back above,
And leaves you searching
for the wind called peace.
Written by:
LoboWolf
aka Don Dade
10/02/2003
I stand beside you and see you weep
And I feel the love we will always keep
But you don't see me standing here
But we promised to stay always near
I may have walked ahead, round the bend
But please believe that this isn't the end
For love such as ours can never fade away
But grow ever stronger forever and one day
And you weep for what seems the end of our tale
As I stand here behind a thin Midnight Veil
You weep for I am gone to a place you cannot see
As you gaze upon a point where nothing seems to be
But I will never leave you, our love is far to true
I guard your path every step with my love for you
And though you cannot see me I watch your every day
Though you cannot hear me I hear every word you say
And when at last we're together again
At the Bridge that is at the Rainbow's end
Then our hearts rejoice as each other we see
And we start our journey through eternity
© Candace
11/12/04
There's something to be said
for the memories that guide us home.
Drawing us back in time to places
and people who are alive in our hearts
I have often wondered if we could
make time stand still with the power of
our will, Never separating from
the ones who are our everything.
Never having to say good bye
Bringing our dreams into reality, never
having to awaken in the cold
bright light of morning, finding
them gone from us again.
There's something to be said
about reaching out your hand feeling the
memories of gentle warmth reaching
back.
©J.C. Stewart,
BarTendersBluesWolf
2011
Light a candle in Duke's memory, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby,
or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.
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