Miss you still, my beautiful Dallas 11/28/06 – 3/2/20
The summer will bloom into roses,
And laughter will follow your tears;
I linger alone in the shadows
That fell from the beautiful years.
The autumn will shine into harvests,
The grapes will hang purple with wine,
The lark will sing high in the meadow;
The shadow forever is mine…
~Josephine Butterfield Walcott (1840–1906), “Destiny,” World of Song, 1878
There is no night without a dawning
No winter without a spring
And beyond the dark horizon
Our hearts will once more sing…
For those who leave us for a while
Have only gone away
Out of a restless, care worn world
Into a brighter day.~ Helen Steiner Rice, American writer, inspirational and Christian poetry
Dallas, September 2016
This would have been Dallas’s 16th birthday (2006-2020). Rest well, my Sheltie angel!
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 