tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post5122461642699460172..comments2024-03-28T16:45:37.621-07:00Comments on STARDREAMING With Sherry Blue Sky: WHEN YOU LOVE A WILD THINGSherry Blue Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-84063554289411417832015-06-21T19:59:05.882-07:002015-06-21T19:59:05.882-07:00I remember this one. Your poems about pup always ...I remember this one. Your poems about pup always make me cry. I'm dreading Daisy's aging. But I spoil her and love her dearly and luckily, she's been healthy lately. Myrna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-56801087378972000642015-06-21T09:34:44.731-07:002015-06-21T09:34:44.731-07:00....and your love for him.....and your love for him.annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-45577875724105903682015-06-21T09:32:55.257-07:002015-06-21T09:32:55.257-07:00A beautiful piece of yesterday, remembered. I lov...A beautiful piece of yesterday, remembered. I love it, so beautiful, as was his love for you!annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-86025043883605843382015-06-20T23:46:31.504-07:002015-06-20T23:46:31.504-07:00the sea, and Pup, are always in you ~the sea, and Pup, are always in you ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-66717839406511490392015-06-20T08:06:24.861-07:002015-06-20T08:06:24.861-07:00there's magic in being loved by a wild being a...there's magic in being loved by a wild being and i think there's always something in us that wants to tame them though it would probably break their spiritClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-78007233729002357072015-06-20T07:47:21.617-07:002015-06-20T07:47:21.617-07:00Same with me, Shay. I loved his wild spirit, never...Same with me, Shay. I loved his wild spirit, never wanted to tame it. And I, too, never grieved anyone or anything so hard. Still am. A week before he died, I told him "when I die, I want you to be the one to come and get me." The energy shifted. He heard me.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-9694017183833033282015-06-20T03:52:19.081-07:002015-06-20T03:52:19.081-07:00the part of them still lives in us...................the part of them still lives in us.................Vandana Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10270400982093787158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-47008338718280201292015-06-19T19:54:05.104-07:002015-06-19T19:54:05.104-07:00ps--I just wanted to add that, even now, 22 years ...ps--I just wanted to add that, even now, 22 years after his passing, i rarely allow myself to really tap into the love i have for him, because it wrecks me. It's so strong, I can't bear to go there very often. One day, I'll see him again on the other side. I've asked him to be the one to meet me when i pass.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-53954714620122528802015-06-19T19:52:13.948-07:002015-06-19T19:52:13.948-07:00My Sundance was the same way. He never lost his wi...My Sundance was the same way. He never lost his wildness completely, and i didn't want him to. When he died, i could barely go on, it seemed as if he had taken all the color out of the world with him. I never grieved anyone or anything so hard.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-79974943820261529982015-06-19T19:38:51.139-07:002015-06-19T19:38:51.139-07:00Beautiful, Sherry. I am glad you loved a wild thi...Beautiful, Sherry. I am glad you loved a wild thing too. That last stanza says it all!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-25857580766635910982015-06-19T19:29:29.802-07:002015-06-19T19:29:29.802-07:00Oh, love, My new favorite. It's a song. &qu...Oh, love, My new favorite. It's a song. "When you love a wild thing" the relationship reveals the good and the bad, the hello and the goodbye. Nothing can fortify our hearts better. Please make this into a song!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.com