Sweet Sue
...for Sable
In clouds of purest gossamer
she floats in perfect bliss,
earthly woes behind her
she is blessed with heaven's kiss.
Remembered here by everyone,
her heart a lightning rod,
saddled up and ready, now
she's galloping with God...
Note: for a dear friend
on another site
we just lost...
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2009
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