For The Tender Troubled One

It was the end of a long Funeral Day.

When he came home 

she wandered away.

Gone suddenly.

Then, tragically, gone.

He carried her away.

And in the darker night,

he laid her to rest

in a beautiful island place,

safe

with the rock spirits 

in The Valley of the Ancients.

If you think you were alone

whisperers know

you were saying goodbye

before she ran to the sky.

For 'beautiful' Lucky

She was the tender troubled one,

who died young.

Teddy with the angel boy

Top Photo: Rusty and Russ's horse in 1937 

Now I can see three dogs playing