Updated: Sep 28
The Windows of the soul
such large brown circles hold,
within a black and white shell
and a heart of pure gold.
Laughter and happiness on four paws,
Loved unconditionally to his pink core.
A teacher of patience and life's laws
while time evades, stands a cure.
In my heart and hands he trusts,
as his health falters and descends
but one true thing still bursts,
Memories allowing loves ascend.
by Ciara Curtin.
New Years day I surrendered to the sketchbook and completed a Drawing of Snoopy,
a pet that has left this physical plane but not my heart.
As my first post I only saw it right to be of one being who has truly inspired and been a specalular teacher.
Forgive my first attempt back at writing, I am somewhat Rusty...
I hope you enjoy.