The Rainbow Bridge Poem
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water, and warm Spring weather. Those old and frail animals are young again. Those who have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other. But there is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group.
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water, and warm Spring weather. Those old and frail animals are young again. Those who have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other. But there is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group.
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown
Dear Reader,
I was chatting with a dear friend of mine, who shows me she still loves me (agape not passion - get your mind out of the gutter!) and she told me of the loss of her beloved pet. I wept a little for her, knowing what I went through with the Losoyas last year and the expense it takes to care for animals when they are ill. And even then, sometimes they still die, and it wounds your heart. I remember rushing in with Mr. & Mrs. Losoya when their little dog Blackie died. Mr. Losoya rushed in, picking up the lifeless animal, cradling it, crying out loud, wishing and cursing. Blondie & I helped him get drunk later that night.
Mrs. Losoya came out in the middle of our binge, saying she had just gone to bed and instinctively called for Blackie, and when he didn't come, she wailed. We were taken by surprise, but he held her all night and let her watch him destroy his liver. I guess that's why my blogs about dogs are so rabid (No pun intended!) and honest about how I feel about dogs (and cats) and their treatment.
To my friend, all I can do is pray and hope things come back to fill your heart and make you
smile. You loved and were loved, and in this world that's all you can do.
After she told me that I took Blondie for a few extra hugs and after posting this we're going for a nice long walk in the sunshine.
Blessings to you my friend.
Always,
Julian
http://www.rainbowbridge.com/Poem.htm - poem & memorial website
http://www.petloss.com/rainbowbridge.htm - poem again
http://www.chersanfrenchbulldogs.com/Rainbow%20Bridge.JPG - art image & poem
http://pets1st.com/articles/00075RainbowBridgePoem.asp - This is the version I am posting
http://aspcacommunity.ning.com/ - Help when you can
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