Legacy of Love

How I long to walk again By the beaver dam. Remember in midsummer, Dad We stopped to roam the land. Along I followed through I frowned at what I couldn't see Your eyes so gently lifted mine And said these words to me "Daughter I have brought you here To witness nature's love To capture beauty in it's growth And all that it may house, Do not hasten or shut out The untame while it lives It'll survive within us To pass on, to share, to give". Then your eyes ceased control To grasp what lay beyond A slapping splash had announced That we were not alone. With this a joy surged Within my soul and thus withheld As peace and new awareness Flowed no longer to be shelved. The memory I'll cherish of you and I, that day It's winter now all is white And you have gone away. But in the spring I'll meet you there Where the untame live With you I'll share the struggle Dad Of Peace and Joy to give. Brenda Elizabeth Rose