NorthStar's Robert the Bruce


June 27, 1991 - September 10, 1997



The farm is not the same without. It is so quiet.
I still expect to see your black ears coming through the tall grass,
and when I look
you are not there.

I miss your nose in my hand, and the way you had to have your toes
in my gardens when I was busy pulling weeds.
I miss smelling your coat when it was warm from the sun.
My Bruce, I just miss you.
You will forever be "my boy" and have a special place in my heart.
Thank you for blessing my life if but a short time,
until we meet again...

-- your "Mom"