In Memory of
Gwinn-Dell's Gle Mor Enya
From the silence of your pain, I heard my name
and on the wings of light, I have come
to see the sadness in your eyes
that cry without tears
Can you see me, I am here,
I always will be near
to calm your shattered heart and
make you smile at the memories
Do you feel me, perhaps a soft brush of fur
you ache to believe it's real, but you are afraid to hope
you brush away a strand of hair, but it was I
whispering
I am only here for a moment
the silver thread gently quivers
I will leave behind my love in a dream
When you awaken and without really knowing why
Your heart will know at last
that it is all right for now
to say good-bye.
(Author Unknown)
Enya was the lady of the litter. Pick girl of the six boys and five girls, she was the one who stole our hearts. Since I am known for my love of the boys, we showed her only twice. She won Winners Bitch. She moved beautifully and was our bouncy, playful girl.