Mike and Jim
I marked the use of ten good years,
working with these sturdy steers,
hauling logs and turning soil,
hard work that never turned to toil.
Yoked in trust they followed my lead,
right on through that final deed,
it’s hard at first to understand,
the task I took into my hand,
but my commitment to this day,
was to stand beside them all the way.
Though we worked on solid ground,
a finer place I know we found,
where three of us moved as one.
A fabric from our lives was spun,
and in the threads I can see,
our spirits joined eternally. CBR 10/02