Amber Poem by John Shea

Amber I must rest
Life is fleeting at its best

You made my life simple
life with no strife.

But Amber I must rest.

Run like the mare with the amber colored hair
Like you do every day

In your own special way.

I used to fly
Before I could run

Remember to run straight into the sun
for love shines on our lives.

Always believe the lovers
And the prize we receive

When life is a child you love so madly


In your own special way.

when we love we give
When we give we love

Who, s to say we are right or wrong
You are right to love the wrong

So run like a deer in fear for its foal
Run for your life and the young and the old

You are loved and rewarded
By God this Christmas day.