My dear human friend,
A door called death has closed between us for the moment.
But could a little thing like that break the bond of
love and understanding between us,
Who have been so close? Of course not.
Having left behind the
body which no longer serves me,
I can be with you always and everywhere;
On long delicious walks, at quiet times, and lively times,
Alone, among friends new and old.
Let my excitement with
life still brighten your days.
As long as there is a place in your heart
which is the shape of me, I will be with you.
One day you too will come through the door,
And we will be together in glorious ways
we have yet to understand.
Contributed by Anne
In Memory of Gentleman Beau.