A "Misty" Mourn...

Years ago...

however scarcely twenty,

Your roots were laid delicately,

in a foundation of love,

with sacred devotion.
They allowed you to reach out,

seeking poise and composition.

Yet they remain deeply implanted...

for strength and resilience.

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You seized the heart of the garden~

with your magnificence, your grace.
Your blooms emerged in unfaltering silk

...and quiet hues.

Year after year, your grandeur~unrivaled.

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You were sturdy, yet delicate;

You were tough, yet generous.
Your stems arched high into the heavens...

Filling the air with admiration and wonderment.
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Your elegance filled our hearts every day.
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Unbeknownst to the world,

A storm of turbulence engulfed your resolve.

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If only…..
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If only…..
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“Misty” ...we will miss you.

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You are a Rose ...

A Sweet fragrant Spirit.

"Misty"...you will bloom, eternally,

As the centerpiece in the gardens...

Of those lives you've touched.

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Cowboy & I share in the pain and the loss, these very dear friends are having to endure.

Misty (name has been changed out of respect for the family) was young, creative, intelligent and ever so compassionate; with so many doors to the world, yet to open.

She was a 'natural' with horses even though they were not her passion.

She devoted her time and love to her chickens, goats, cattle & dogs.

She planted, studied and experimented, with great success, in the gardens.

She loved her family, her faith, and her life, above all.

The medical diagnosis she received last week, although not life threatening at this time, was devasting news of a debilitating life ahead.

All of her youth, her vigor and determination, must not have been enough for this beautiful young lady to keep up her resolve.

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...It is a "Misty" mourn...