Small Eagle's Eyrie
The Writings of Becky, Her Family, and Friends

Colin F. Jones: Little One

LITTLE ONE

'Tis only that which I receive,
That I can give away,
For this deep love that I perceive,
I still share with her today.
There are no selfish claims to make,
No wrong thoughts to repair,
Just a Spirit of undying love,
For her dignity and her care.
She'll live in me for evermore,
A friend dear to my soul,
Who lived upon a distant shore,
Yet still my heart she stole.
For time and distance can't ignore,
The spirit that makes us whole.

©Copyright October 22, 2004 by Colin F. Jones