Keesha by Jeri

 

"Keesha"

1983 ----- 1997

Dog

 

As your gentle soul slipped quietly away

I held you close did you hear me say

"Please wait for me?"

 

 

As I walk "our" fields and climb those hills

I feel you are there you are with me still.

Please wait for me.

 

 

The tides will turn the sun will set

While our days together I never forget.

Please watch for me.

 

 

While through Heaven's fields you romp and roam

Pause at the Gate I too am coming Home--

Please watch for me.

--"Mom" McIntire

 

Jeri

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Keesha
Jeri