Flying at thirty thousand feet,
I saw figment of my dream below the empty sky.

I remember you promised me roses,
But I never saw the hidden thorns.

It took me years to understand and accept,
It dawned on me I gave you thorns as well.

I plucked the thorns and sow some seeds,
Watered it with love and lots of  sunshine.

May your thorns be gone,
And may the petals turn to red.

The red beautiful roses,
Still have to face the nights.

But it must not forget,
It needs the ray of sunshine.

The days and nights, the water and the sun,
The beautiful garden enriched with love.

I am from faraway land,
And now looking at the sky.

Sometimes I wonder if it is really true,
That you and I are living under this one big dome.

I cannot see you in that distant land,
And you cannot see me from where I am.

We share the same moon and sun,
But you may be seeing different stars from mine.

Just maybe one day we would see,
The same stars from where I am or where you are.

And the sky above we hope to view,
May connect our minds and hearts together.

I have searched high and low,
From the mountains and into the seas.

I have flown high to catch the tide,
But reached the ebb tide and fell onto the ground.

With vague hues I looked far to seek,
And found the clear colors right under my nose.

I stopped looking beyond the seas and mountains,
And stayed back where I feel like I belong.

My Jack was so dear to me
He shared his 9 years with glee.

He knew when I was lonely
He always wanted to see me happy.

At times he would raise his paw
And would look at my eyes to know.

If I was not keeping any worry
If I had he would wag just for me to be jolly.

Jack would even sing and growl
And raise his snout up and roar.

Jack howled while Mom played the piano
He got one song over his soprano.

Jack is one good memory
And forever be treasured.

Other dogs will never be
As Jack will always be.