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I was visiting, Petloss.com was that room.
This Lady was hurting from the great pain of a lost special furbaby,
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We talked with others, we tried to help this hurting one.
As I listened to her story, Silver tears formed in these eyes.
Just as they are as I write this page of love for her
As the days passed, in time, we became friends.
The hurt grew less for me, but not for her
she walked the dusty path of the Lonewolf with me.
My love for her has grown.
She has so much love in her heart to give,
Even through her own tears she tried to help others
For her tears were for a special one, a little black curly haired pupper
For you see her pupper Spooky had joined many others at the Bridge of the Rainbow
Never have i heard her complain for herself
Her love for Spooky is unbounded by any thoughts of selfishness
She only sheds tears for the pain of a wonderful black pupper
That love shall ever be forever and one day more
We are most happy to call this one sister
for She means the world to us
As we walked the dusty path
there were rocky places
but we overcame the roughness of the trail
and this day have become close friends
SpookyWolfe never argues, she just loves and helps all.
She seems to me a gentle, caring, loving soul.
When she feels up to it she continues to go to
Petloss.com in an attempt to help others
She posts messages of help and love, and writes beautiful poems
She tries to console and give empahty to others
Let it be known she has kept her promise
to go when she could and time permitted
Please let it be known, I love this pack of wolves
with all the heart that is in me.
Forever and one day more will I love you all.
May the gentle wind called peace be ever in the
hearts of those that care for others pain.
For this Twelfth "Wolf of
the Month" for the New Year,
"This
Pack of Wolves" does hereby declare that
we
shall honor SpookyWolfe, "Diane", for the
many things she "does" for
this pack of wolves.
For her dedication, Caring, and
Love, for helping
others with hurting hearts, suggestions, and coming to the chatroom
and being a kind and caring soul.
for her devotion to loss of animal companions.
For all you do, we thank you, Sister to Me and the SheWolf,
and aunt, sister and friend to others.
We love you SpookyWolfe, ever and one day more
I'VE BEEN A LONG TIME GONE
I THOUGHT I COULD FORGET YOU,
AND FIND ANOTHER LOVE.
BUT ALL THE TIME I'VE SEARCHED AROUND,
IT'S YOU I'VE BEEN THINKING OF.
I'VE TRAVELED HERE, I'VE TRAVELED THERE,
I'VE BEEN MOST EVERYWHERE.
BUT NO MATTER WHERE I GO,
IT SEEMS YOU'RE WAITING THERE.
I'VE BEEN A LONG TIME GONE,
I'LL ADMIT THAT I'VE BEEN BLUE.
YES, I'VE BEEN A LONG TIME GONE,
ALMOST LONG ENOUGH TO GET OVER YOU.
I STOPPED FOR A QUICK ONE,
AT MY FAVORITE BAR JUST TODAY.
I PULLED OUT MY WALLET,
TO PAY FOR THE WHISKEY I CRAVE.
AS I REACHED FOR MY MONEY,
A PICTURE FELL OUT ON THE BAR.
A PRETTY FACE, I COULDN'T PLACE,
I HAD FORGOTTEN HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE.
I'VE BEEN A LONG TIME GONE,
I'LL ADMIT THAT I'VE BEEN BLUE.
YES, I'VE BEEN A LONG TIME GONE,
ALMOST LONG ENOUGH, TO GET OVER YOU.
THE ANSWER TO WHY
Scalding torrent acid tears scorch my tired eyes
Red rimmed, blood shot, and burning, turned up to the quiet sky
Black blood filled with hurt and anger courses through my veins
Fueled by a heart that’s so familiar with such loss and pain
Searching the midnight sky for answers left by day
Happiness and comfort are strangers to my life’s way
Wondering and wandering about a world that’s so unkind
Waiting for foolish answers to the questions in my mind
Why this one? Why her? There are so many others to take!
This one is so special, who dares decide her fate?
Why couldn’t she stay longer to easy my troubled life?
The loss of this one’s little soul cuts deeper than a knife
No one else is good enough to keep her safe and warm
Who else could be trusted to save her from the storm?
My love for her is stronger than any other’s could be
Why do I have to suffer? She belongs right here with me!
Thou reeling with the loss of one so vital to my days
I wear my scar so secretly and drift through life’s great maze
Passing minutes turn to hours to mark my time alone
Then lightening streaks across the room to touch my heart of stone
The answers come so violently like a hammer to my chest
Me, who had the nerve to think that I would know what’s best
The sky opened up it’s eyes with a great torrent of rain
The silent voice wrapped in thunder said ““I know your pain””
““I asked those questions too, before I sent her soul to you””
6-16-02, SpookyWolfe aka Dianne
