Just this side of heaven is a place called
"Rainbow Bridge." When an animal dies
that has been especially close to
someone here, that pet goes to"Rainbow Bridge."
There are meadows and hills for all
of our special friends so they
can run and play together. There is
plenty of food, water and sunshine,
and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who have been ill and old
are restored to health and vigor;
those who were hurt or maimed are made
whole and strong again, just as we remember
them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content,
except for one small thing; they each
miss someone very special to them,
who had to be left behind. They all
run and play together, but the day comes
when one suddenly stops and looks into
the distance. His bright eyes are intent;
his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly
he begins to run from the group,
flying over the green grass, his legs
carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you
and your special friend finally meet,
you cling together in joyous reunion,
never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face;
your hands again caress the beloved head,
and you look once more into the trusting
eyes of your pet,so long gone from your
life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together ...
~Author Unknown~
"The Soul of A Dog"
My playful dog would sneak up as I slept
Then my face he would swab with his tongue
Though most of his loyal exploits and faith
And his acts of pure love went unsung
What better example of love can be found
Than the love of a true faithful pet
A dog whose consistent attention to you
Leaves memories you neer can forget
A dog unrequited love will you give
Your affection he never will spurn.
Responsive he'll be to your every command
And will nothing expect in return.
He'll accept all affection that's directed his way
But content if he just can be near.
Yet always he hopes you will reach out your hand
And scratch behind both of his ears.
All of my dogs lived a rich and full life
Til death finally tallied its toll,
But ere they departed, I looked in their eyes
And I swear that each dog had a soul.
~Poem by Shelby Forrest~
WHEN THE TIME COMES...
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
~Author Unknown~
  
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