Dustin (Ico Dustin)

September 1987 to February 2002.


Although you came to our lives already old, your personality shone through.

Oh how we miss you, DustBunny, but the woman who you first loved was already waiting, waiting for you in the valley of stars.

Pale deer morning, fields lie fallow:
Under dawn, the sky beseeching,
Handsome fellow, wild-eyed, reaching
Moves among the grassy meadows.
Sunrise ghosts of fog are racing,
Wisps and warriors,
Strong and simple.
Pale deer elder, eyes of silence.

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