Our Angel Rhapsody Poem by Steffi Webster

We who knew our angel mare,
Miss her now she isnt there.
Her playful games, my partner, friend
Prayed this union never end.

Now she's gone, her hair, her eyes,
Old age making her so wise.
Such a surging lust for life
Halting. Giving way to strife.
Stable empty, open door,
Cheerful welcome call no more.
Flying leaps short were falling
She could hear a bigger calling.

Pain was seeping through the bone,
Joints and limbs creaking groan.
We all despairing grow

Now all must end and tears must flow.

Powerless becasue we care,
Couldn't simply leave her there.
She'd carry you through rain or sleet
But now her heart must cease to beat.


For Rhapsody, we'll miss you.