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.
animals who had 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 quivers.
Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass,
his legs carrying him faster and faster.
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.
cross Rainbow Bridge together....
LOSS OF A HEART-DOG
stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.
whined to you so softly as you brushed away a tear,
me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea.
were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
longed to take your parcels, I wished I could do more.
with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said, "It's me."
looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
possible for me to be so near you everyday.
to you with certainty, "I never went away."
sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...
stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
day is over now ... I smile and watch you yawning,
say, "Goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
patient, live your journey out ... then come Home to be with me.
not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.