I thank you for the living years,
Days filled with fun and love,
When I walked this earth by your side,
Before I was called above.
No longer a silly ball of baby fuzz,
No longer a proud brave youth,
No longer a strong and noble friend,
What's left is just me, just my truth.
For I have changed so many times,
Yet somehow you've always loved me,
Without seeing that what you really loved
Was inside of me, not what you could see.
I am now free from imprisonment,
I am no longer shackled by pain.
Please do not feel that I am gone,
For we will see each other again.
But you worry that the details may dim,
That one day you'll forget my face.
Like your clothes, my face has changed many times.
What you loved is my inner grace.
As time stole my beauty and strength,
And dimmed my hearing and sight,
Our love was not dimmed in the least
And you became my beauty and light.
Should you see the sweet innocent face of a child?
Or the strong and brave face of fiery youth?
Or the steadfast face of a trusted friend?
Or the grizzled face, old with the truth?
Now that I do not reside in this plane
Don't worry if my earthly guise you can't see.
Remember my inner spirit and light,
The me that your heart always could see.
(c)Candace
9/21/04
Our hearts cry 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
Our ears yearn to hear their call
To awaken from this dream
And find them there beside us
Then whispers come to us
We hear that beloved voice again
In the winds that caress our hearts
When we look into the eyes of one
Who we have reached out to
We look into their trusting eyes of love again
Our hands and arms let them go
They are forever in our hearts
There will come a time when
Our work is done that we
Shall awaken at the Bridge
Look into the distance
And see all are strong and healthy
Then some who have been waiting
Will raise their heads and see you
Running to your arms
You feel that silky warmth again
Will look into the eyes of love
Here they are by your side
Your tears shall fall upon silky fur
Your arms shall hold them again
You shall take with you the love
From the ones here who have yet to follow
And tell those who wait, you are loved
Always
(c)J.C. Stewart
BarTendersBluesWolf
2012
Light a candle in Buddy's memory, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby,
or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.