Rosi Caswell


Through The Clouds


I saw the Golden pathway stretching through the clouds to Heaven Tonight.
I so wish to walk that path towards my Wiggy out of sight,
But only in the physical realms, her body I can't hold,
And I would give you all I have, more than the price of gold,
For one more day or even hour, to spend with our precious one
No price would ever be too high, for me to bring along,
Though the link we have in Energy, Eternally will grow,
For just a sight of her darling face an ocean I would row.
The language of the Universe is ours alone to speak
But the comfort's small when all I need, is her with me when I sleep.

Submitted: Saturday, February 09, 2013

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I am an Animal Whisperer, Animal Human Therapist, and Metaphysical Counsellor. My writings encompass all subjects within these areas. I aim to provide something for everyone to take away from any or all of my poems and sayings. Much Love and Peace to all. Rosi X

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