Gone is the joy you brought to my life,
Your presence I feel, but I can’t see you,
To those who love you we know of strife,
Love, devotation, and an awesome guardian too,
A big beautiful dog with a pleasant attitude,
Eyes with glee and a sloppering tounge, yeah thats you.
While you were alive you was my guardian,
Now that you have passed you protected me as well,
On my magickal journey you are with me always.
During our time of mourning
we have done alot of sleeping,
we believe it has something to do with you.
Two days ago I heard a puppy whimper(in my head),
and I know you have come back to physical form.
What breed are you this time?
You’ll be of German influence, that much I know,
Rottweiller, German Sheppherd, and Doberman are forms you have held in the past and these are breeds I hold above the rest.
You won’t have the same body or habits, but you will be my guardian – the same as always. In six to eight weeks I may get to met you and soon after you will come home, until then my precious dear, eat well, play hard and get plenty of sleep, you are gonna need it. I cast out a sphere of protection of my own intent to reside with you from here to then.
Love always and forever, me.
| Sheila Roberson |