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]