Remembering Mahonyha

My sweetest little pea. you were my hearts true love. The one i was meant to meet across time, space and whatever obstacles life put in our way.You were the one I was meant to be beside now and forever,and I will forever be beside you in love, thought, and spirit. You have left us so many great memories,love, and wisdom that we all share in our daily lives.At times I feel so empty,but knowing that you are on your way to meet new challenges and experiences on your journey it eases my heart knowing that you will meet them with the same passion and grace that you lived your daily life. Mahonyha you will forever be living in my heart. your carrot, victor

~MAHONYHA~
The dawn of the day was overcome with deep sadness and sorrow.
Your soul escapes the beauty of your body with softness and grace.
As the day awakens your gentle touch still whispers around with courage and trust.
Breezes of your sweet scent surrounds us with comfort and peace as we memorize your exquisiteness; still and silent.
With each rising morning and in the shadows of each evening, your precious soul is present and the essence of your strength fills all space.
With much love
Your sister, Molly
xoxoxo

There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon‐bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk‐white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends. Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk‐white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know The place where the sidewalk ends.

Shel Silverstein