Tribute to my loyal friend and companion..enemy of none , friend to all..

He’s running now. The air is sweet, the sun warm on his skin. His limbs are free, his step is light. There is no weight, no pain.

He stops on a hill and looks out on a valley. His breath is free and easy, He sees his family and friends, He smiles and knows they are safe.

Their stories and memories drift to him on the breeze. Stories of the past, Stories of laughter and love. His lips twitch and smile, his cheeks dimple.

He is woven into their stories, Like the threads of a tapestry. He is embroidered on their hearts. He turns wrapping the threads around his soul.

He’s running now. The air is sweet, the sun warm on his skin. His limbs are free, his step is light. There is no weight, only love.

Posted by: Olivia Kiernan – Oxford/Meath Eire

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