Angel Harps (By Terri Onorato)
 
               Last night I saw you in my dreams
           a brilliant light engulfed your soul.
             And through my sleepy reverie
             a glorious message did unfold.
 
            The voice was that of angel harps
               as you told me of the way
            in which the bridge kids celebrate
                this extraordinary day.
 
            A radiant warmth ran through me
              when you tenderly detailed
             a special place I've never been
              where splendid love prevails.
 
            You told me how the bridge kids
               hold their paws and pray
         for peace on earth, goodwill toward men
               on this special, holy day.
 
         Each bridge kid makes a heartfelt wish
               to the Keeper of the stars,
         they wish each stray a new-found home
             without concrete floors or bars.
 
           They ask that every homeless one
                the Keeper not forget,
             for each one has the soul to be
                  a loyal, loving pet.
 
             I watch you drift away from me
                as in early dawn I find
           the spirit of your paw-print message
                 still vivid in my mind.
 
            I hold the message near my heart
                and with a smile I hear
                a lullby of angel harps
                  singing in my ear.
 
Cheers, chuckles, dooks and a howl from the crew......
Rascal (chief in charge and mama's lover boy), Brandy (still way too busy to
pay attention), May-wee (such a frail wee little baby girl but fiesty!), Pogo
(mama calls me Bubba cause I'm a real CHUNK!), Lobo (the Guard Wolf) and
their mama too!
[Posted in FML issue 1789]