“Memory is a way of holding on
To the things you love,
The things you are,
The things you never want to lose.”
Kevin Arnold
I went to visit with my father
At our family’s cemetery yesterday
I still find it extremely hard to believe
It’s been 11 years since he passed away
I told him what’s been going on in my life
And all about all of our recent animal rescues
As I was about to get back in my car and leave
I looked up as a white-tailed deer came into view
I stood there very silently, gazing at this creature
As a flood of very vivid memories, returned to me
Memories of me, visiting this place, with my father
As a child, and all of the wondrous wildlife we’d see
My father would always stop his car, and admire them
The deer, the geese, and the family of foxes, living here
I recalled he told me they kept my grandmother company
And now, so many years later, I saw this magnificent deer
Even here, at this place of rest, so many didn’t like the wildlife
Through the years, complaints about the deer and the geese grew
And, because of all these complaints, exterminators had been hired
In the last several years, sightings of any wildlife, have been very few
And now, this wondrous deer and I, stood silently facing each other
I didn’t leave until this visitor finally decided to slowly saunter away
As I drove off, I felt a little better, and my spirit had now been lifted
Knowing both my father and grandmother still had his company today
©July 28, 2011, Mr. Ed
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~Mr. Ed~
For the beauty!!
Lady Vivian
fee
Joy L. Hale
Cheers,
Dan
Anna
Could it be that this deer was your Dad's way of showing you that ...
after death - there is still LIFE? a PURER, more natural one ... tk...
A deer is a sign of a saint, and also a deer can be an after death communication. At least that is what I have read.
Blessings,
Christine