A blessing to our Kezzy Sioux,
And thank you for the dance we shared with you.
Looking over the memories of our dance
We shared 'neath the night's stars and skies of blue.
For those too few years, those months & moments, of your love.
All in the world was right while we embraced our dance,
How could we have known that we would ever say goodbye
As we danced we held everything from the very start
You willingly gave us your steadfast loyalty, courage, might & all your light
While you held our souls, our hearts so very close to you & tight.
And then, again we're glad we didn't know,
The when our dance all would end, the when our music would stop
And we would part. Our lives better left to chance.
Time is better spent when spent with a friend so true,
With our dance, with you our Kezzy Sioux.
We could have missed this pain of your passing that is so very true,
But we'd have missed those years of our dance,
And our Kezzy Sioux
See ya old Girl, Mom & Dad
© Author: Waita Watercolour by Waita
Sir Keats vom Baklahausen
at the Rainbow Bridge
In Memory of
Can/Ch Batjac's Kezzy Sioux
October 28, 1991 ~ March 12, 2005
The Founding Bitch
of the Rested Dog Inn