Dear Charlene,

We’ve met before somewhere in the Sky before the Universe expanded.
You the Sun. I the Moon.
I believe this with my whole heart.
Here on Earth, I have met you in the stories that Rain and Nora share with me.
You are here with us as I continue your legacy with Rain, at SunRain Productions.
You were a wonderful person and you were with us today in the park with Rain, Jon, Pixel and me.
We chased the wind.
We laughed. We breathed.
We celebrated life.
You infuse our hearts with beauty and joy.
You are dancing in the sky.

Thank you for being in our lives.
I wish I could have heard your human laughter, seen your human eyes sparkle, touched your kind giving human hands…
But I feel your warmth and your spirit when the Sun beams down.
And I feel safe under the tutelage of your wings.

I picked out one of my photos from Thanksgiving and I am dedicating it to you, Charlene, in your honor.

Honed, forged, rising from fire,
kicked by the heel of the moon,
the sun bows on mountains, it’s stage.
With flare she dances,
enraptures, romances,
pirouettes, prances,
with brilliance that never will age.
– Sun Flares by Sandra S Corona