SURVIVINGHOPE

Charles G. Wright

March 29, 1960 - November 15, 2008

Chuck had a massive heart attack in his sleep on the ride home from watching his nephew win a high school football game.  His sister was driving & paramedics were unable to revive him.  If you have any questions, please feel free to contact Dar and she will forward your questions on to me  Thank you very much!

Maureen

BehindBllueEyes

She Calls To Me

(StrongBearRedHeart)

"In the virgin haze of the first morning’s light, she sits at the mountains base, and there calls to me.

There in the mountain stream that braids through the rocks and flows to the sea, there she calls to me.

In a soft, summer wind, she is there.  My arms raised high, I let her caress me with a familiar touch.  And yet it seems a lifetime, sense I felt this, there she calls to me.

In the Chickadee’s sweet song, in the Eagle’s mighty scream, and the Mourning Doves soft purr, she calls to me.

As a warm spring rain covers my body, I taste her sweetness on my tongue, she calls to me.

I lay my head upon her breast, and sigh.  Her heart sings to my spirit.  I feel the warmth of her body.  She calls to me.

With her skin on my face I catch her fragrance.  A smile crosses my lips, my pain has disappeared, as she calls to me.

She calls to me,  “Come home, my son.  You have been gone long enough.  Let me hold you in my arms, and keep you safe for all time.�?/EM>