Across The Rainbow Bridge

Are you a pet owner? Do you have a dog or cat that makes your life so much better?

I do. As hard as it is to explain, my little Cairn terrier pup Milo and the bigger guy my parents West Highland White terrier Pip do so in spades.

Because of this, in my regular scan of internet stories I read about a poem relating to what happens to pets when they die. It’s quite emotional and it would be nice if it were true. Read it and you may shed a tear. If you have a heart that is.

The Rainbow Bridge inspired by a Norse legend

By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill, Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still. Where the friends of man and woman do run,When their time on earth is over and done.

For here, between this world and the next,Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.On this golden land, they wait and they play,Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.

No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.

They romp through the grass, without even a care,Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.

For just at that instant, their eyes have met;Together again, both person and pet.So they run to each other, these friends from long past,The time of their parting is over at last.

The sadness they felt while they were apart,Has turned into joy once more in each heart.They embrace with a love that will last forever,And then, side-by-side, they cross over… together.

© 1998 Steve and Diane Bodofsky. All Rights Reserved.

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About talkingthoughts

Born 1966 I like movies, reading, music, photography, my computer and little of everything. I guess more sensitive than most guys but with that comes a large capacity to love and care. Quiet and the best idiom to describe me would be 'Still Waters Run Deep' - A person's calm exterior often conceals great depths of character, just as the deepest streams can have the smoothest surfaces.
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