Dove Of Light

Dove Of Light

© 2002 by Bud Lemire

Casara, my friend, The Dove Of Light

She flies so high, into the night

She shines so bright, upon us all

And this sweet dove, will never fall

From the path, she may have strayed

But this sweet Dove, will never fade

Her journey has taken her, to a place

Where she must recognize, her own face

For she is unsure, of where to go

But at the right time, she will know

For the spirits are with her, to help her through

And guiding her, on what she must do

Even when she thinks she has failed herself

The answers are there, plain as a book on the shelf

Though she thinks, her wings have been clipped

She can soar high, she's only just tripped

Fly high again, sweet Dove Of Light

Shine like a beacon, into the night

The path you have chosen, will again be found

Because my friend, the love and light is all around

For my dear friend I met at Pal Talk, Casara.