In Memory of Color Stone
28 February 1985 to 22 March 1996
Color Stone is gone -
She was my North, my South, my East, my West, my Sunday rest -
my noon, my midnight, my talk, my song.
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now, put out every one.
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean, and sweep up the woods,
for nothing now can do any good...
"She was the chicken soup of my soul."
We are completely crushed by the passing of Color Stone. We want
everyone to know how much we loved her, and how much she loved us.
She was a winner on the track, and a winner to us in every respect.
Please join us in praying for her soul.
Rest in Peace
Fiona, Christy, and Tara
UNDER CONSTRUCTION. MORE TO COME. STILL IN MOURNING.
Charlotte the Jack Russell Terrier
Equestrian Links: (COMING SOON, STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION)