Fields of Gold
House is quiet the hallway still
A silence rests on the windowsill,
The heavy thump of a happy tail
Has drifted off on a Summer gale,
But though you’ve left this earthly ground
A greater place is what you found.
You’re running now through fields of gold
With spirit, bright and heart so bold,
Soaring high, like a flying dove
Wrapped in the light of eternal love,
No more ache of tired bones
Just gentle winds and the softest tones.
I look to the sky when the day is through
Sending a quiet hello to you,
And when the night is dark and clear
I feel your shadow hovering near,
Watching you pass in the stars above
Forever guarded by my love.
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