My little Angel ~*~ We barely got to know each other we didn't get to play I couldn't even hold you baby, before you went away. All the plans that I had made had been for you and me. There was so much in life for you, that I wanted you to see. ~*~   We called you Robin, strong and sweet, you  were  like a breath of the freshes air I hope that you still smile upon me, from all the way up there. I still have all these feelings here deep buried in my heart. I wanted you to know my love, that we are never far apart. ~*~   I had made so many plans for us, I would  have shown you how to live. But now you're gone and I'm still here, and in the process I lost my faith. We could have had so much fun in life, for all the plans I had made. You see my little Angel mine, I was left standing at the gate. ~*~   In memory of Robin Rae Meader, who was made, God's little helper. ~******~       Baby Skye ~*~ Tiny and so very small, Not yet moving within me, I felt you there in my womb.. Heart, soul and all. I never saw your little face, Your precious little hands and feet, In my arms you were never placed. Not ever knowing if you were a girl or boy, With god's hand's you was taken and never entered this world, I know you must be perfect, because you my baby.. He adore's.   You have no grave upon this earth, So I buried you my sweet baby, Deep within my heart. In my heart is where you shall stay, Forever there is where I'll hold you, Until we are back together again on that special day. For my baby skye. Dawni ~******~   Spirit.. ~*~ My spirit is wild and free.. It run's with me down mountains.. and through forest trees.. I soar in the air on the hawks wings.. And like that of the eagle and his view.. My eyes are just as keen. My heart is as gentle as a new born fawn.. But I am unsettled and restless like the coyote.. That howls at the moon till dawn. Many have tried to break my belief's and pride.. But I stand my ground and take the battle knowing I may die.. My fight will be strong and powerful as, The buffalo and his hide   They will see the battle will not be won so easily For my spirit is that of many.. All my loved ones that went before me.. Their strength and love my spirit does carry..   I am a brave but also a man with needs.. My spirit feels another that dances around me.. She comes close enough to almost touch.. Then like the frightened hunted deer.. She disappears, but her presence lingers near. Her spirit protects her tender and fragile heart.. She was captured once, bound and tied.. Her pride and soul ripped apart.. Her spirit spoke to her "Don't give up and die" She broke the rope's with the will to survive.. Now her spirit and her are free and very much alive..   My spirit will lead me to my maiden in time and for her.. I will fight for and protect like that of a wild cougar.. Her spirit and mine will mingle and combine.. Together as one for the rest of and all times. Dawni ~*****~