”The Season of Mourning…”
Lying here next to my beloved dog,
Stroking her aged body, I find myself
Mourning her absence in her presence.
When does the season of mourning arrive?
I believe that season is always in us, alive…
Hauntingly reminding us of the eventual night,
When our spirit will need His might
To make it through the loss of our beloveds.
Leaning on the everlasting arms ❤
~May Lyn 2/2017