Eternal Guardian

At the closing of this day,
when daylight ceased and nighttime came
to cloak the pastures in soft dreaming tones,
my dear guardian left my side.

Gone to guard those that went before her,
leaving me behind.

To that gentle spirit who graced my life,
I give my whispered thanks and murmuring of love.

Guarding me no longer, but eternally guarding my soul


MaryBeth Vaudrin in honor of
Ch. Four Oaks Stardrift Siri
9/11/86 to 8/2/98