A Native American Prayer

I give you this one thought to keep-
I am with you still-
I do not sleep,
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken
in the morning's hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars
that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone-
I am with you still-
in each new dawn

 

Harley:
October 25th 1995 - March 30th 2004

He is dearly missed. Those who really knew Harley saw him for more than the high energy dog. They saw a sweet soul, full of character and endless joy. He was a true soul mate and I consider myself blessed to have been able to spend our lives together. Harley has been an inspiration to my life and I have become a better person being able to share my life with such a precious creature.

Thank-you Harley...my sweet prince.
Joan