Saturday, February 5, 2011

Running Free



I picture you
running along
that farther shore,
joyous and free,
and wish I
could walk there
with you
one more time,
just
once more
see you
running
back to me.

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6 comments:

  1. WillowFebruary 5, 2011 at 7:36 PM

    This is my dream, except there's no one there. You are a wonderful poet. I love where you live.

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  2. Eileen T O'Neill .....February 6, 2011 at 3:18 PM

    Sherry,
    A tribute to, 'My Boy Pup', I believe.
    Your loss is still very evident within your words.
    I noticed a sweet new puppy face on your Home page Sherry!
    Best Sunday Wishes,
    Eileen

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  3. Bing YapFebruary 7, 2011 at 2:51 AM

    what a poignant piece! sherry, PUP will always be near because he now lives in your heart. {{{hugsss}}}

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  4. ElizabethFebruary 7, 2011 at 8:10 AM

    Thank you for giving words to all those voices unable to speak their grief. This is beautiful.

    Elizabeth

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  5. AnonymousFebruary 23, 2011 at 12:08 PM

    Wolves are amazing and I'm sure Pup was too. He will always be there with you for, like the son I lost, his spirit is always within reach - just out of sight. I too love the wilderness but on a smaller scale here in the North York Moors of Northern England

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  6. annell4February 23, 2011 at 1:07 PM

    And you will. Thanks again so beautiful!

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