So this is where we part, My Friend,
and you'll run on, around the bend,
gone from sight, but not from mind,
new pleasures there you'll surely find.
I will go on, I'll find the strength,
life measures quality, not its length.
One long embrace before you leave,
share one last look, before I grieve.
There are others, that much is true
but they be they, and they aren't you.
And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,
will remember well all you've taught.
Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,
the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.
And as you journey to your final rest,
take with you this...I loved you best.
(Copyright Jim Willis, 2002)
posted with permission
1 comment:
THAT SONG FITS THE POEM AND MAKES ME CRY BUT LITF WILL BE MISSED BY ALL OF HIS FANS WORLD WIDE. HE WAS A BEAUTIFUL HORSE AND A WARRIOR JUST LIKE OUR BARBARO.MAY HE RIP AND BE WITH ALL HIS RACING FRIENDS TO RUN FREE.
BETTY FORD
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