| It's always tough to lose a friend. These are just some poems that celebrate the human/animal bond and how important animals are to the lives of their humans. If you have a poem you'd like to share in this section, please send it to us. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| In Memory | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| The Rainbow Bridge | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All of the recent arrivals had no idea what to think, as they had never experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had been waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was going on and started to gather at the pathway leading to The Bridge to watch.
It wasn't long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. The other animals, the ones who had been there for a while, knew what his story was right away, for they had seen this happen far too often. He approached slowly, obviously in great emotional pain, but with no sign of injury or illness. Unlike all of the other animals waiting at The Bridge, this animal had not been restored to youth and made healthy and vigorous again. As he walked toward The Bridge, he watched all of the other animals watching him. He knew he was out of place here and the sooner he could cross over, the happier he would be. But, alas, as he approached The Bridge, his way was barred by the appearance of an Angel who apologized, but told him that he would not be able to pass. Only those animals who were with their people could pass over Rainbow Bridge. With no place else to turn to, the elderly animal turned towards the fields before The Bridge and saw a group of other animals like himself, also elderly and infirm. They weren't playing, but rather simply lying on the green grass, forlornly staring out at the pathway leading to The Bridge. And so, he took his place among them, watching the pathway and waiting. One of the newest arrivals at The Bridge didn't understand what he had just witnessed and asked one of the animals that had been there for a while to explain it to him. You see, that poor animal was a rescue. He was turned in to rescue just as you see him now, an older animal with his fur graying and his eyes clouding. He never made it out of rescue and passed on with only the love of his rescuer to comfort him as he left his earthly existence. Because he had no family to give his love to, he has no one to escort him across The Bridge. The first animal thought about this for a minute and then asked, "So what will happen now?" As he was about to receive his answer, the clouds suddenly parted and the gloom lifted. Approaching The Bridge could be seen a single person and among the older animals, a whole group was suddenly bathed in a golden light and they were all young and healthy again, just as they were in the prime of life. "Watch, and see" said the second animal. A second group of animals from those waiting came to the pathway and bowed low as the person neared. At each bowed head, the person offered a pat on the head or a scratch behind the ears. The newly restored animals fell into line and followed him towards The Bridge. They all crossed The Bridge together. "What happened?" "That was a rescuer." The animals you saw bowing in respect were those who found new homes because of his work. They will cross when their new families arrive. Those you saw restored were those who never found homes. When a rescuer arrives, they are allowed to perform one, final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort those poor animals that they couldn't place on earth, across The Rainbow Bridge. "I think I like rescuers," said the first animal. "So does GOD," was the reply. (Author Unknown) |
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| Baggage | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed,
All nicely tucked in my warm new bed. I'd like to open my baggage lest I forget, There is so much to carry - So much to regret. Hmm . . . Yes there it is, right on the top. Let's unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss; And there by my leash hides Fear and Shame. As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave - I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain. I loved them, the others, the ones who left me, But I wasn't good enough - for they didn't want me. Will you add to my baggage? Will you help me unpack? Or will you just look at my things and take me right back? Do you have the time to help me unpack? To put away my baggage, to never repack? I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see, But I do come with baggage - Will you still want me? |
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| A Rescuer's Prayer | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Now I lay me down to rest
I pray my soul can stand this test Of watching critters lose their homes While owners gripe and cry and moan I long for strength of spirit that They'll find a loving home again Where they will know a loving heart I can't do much, but it's a start And spare me from the owner's pleas About the baby's allergies Or how they're moving out of state Or spitefulness 'tween cat and mate Please keep me sane while dealing with The woman who bought as a gift A wriggling tiny ball of fluff That now is playing way too rough Remind me I should bite my lip When confronted with "he grew too quick" "I didn't know he'd get so large" "He seems to think that he's in charge" Protect my heart when I hear them say "I think we'll breed our dog one day" Sometimes I think it'll break in two; Each day brings trials harsh and new And if I die before I wake I pray one hopeless soul you'll take My tears are gone, my faith is bare Lord, please hear my rescue prayer. ~ Unknown |
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| http://youtu.be/rRYTbLuZbzA "Going Home: Finding Peace When Pets Die" |
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| I wasn't a pup when I came to your home,
I'd been dumped on the road, left to roam. Don't remember the people except the pain. They left me to die in the cold and the rain. You were driving down the hwy, it was late at night When you saw the faintest glimmer of light. You took a chance and turned around Got out of the van and knelt to the ground. My quivering body felt the gentlest of hands. I knew I need not make any demands. In your heart, and your home, there was always room For those who would face certain doom. You healed my body and you healed my heart. You gave me what I needed, a fresh start. When I cried at night, you were always there With soft words, a kiss, a hug to share. When I misbehaved and would cower with guilt You only showed love.....up to the hilt. You loved and cared for me in sickness and health Our love for each other was more precious than wealth. Even when you were tired and had a bad day You'd always come home to me and say, "I missed you my baby. I'm glad to be back." Then you'd give me kiss, a hug and a pat. We'd have a nice dinner then go out to play There was so much love I wanted to stay. But my eyes, they faded and my heart grew weak As my time grew closer you could not speak. You held me tight, tears flowed from your eyes We both had to say our sad good byes. The release from pain we knew must end No more time on this Earth would we spend Running in the fields, playing ball Sitting quietly together at the end of it all. But our time together is not through Because I'll be there waiting for you At the edge of the Rainbow Bridge I'll stand Until I once again see those gentle hands. I'll run to you with tail held high We will never again have to say goodbye. My love at death, it does not end Because you are, indeed, dogs best friend. |
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| From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up,
it's just an animal," or, "that's a lot of money for just an animal." They don't understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs involved for "just an animal." Some of my proudest moments have come about with "just an animal." Many hours have passed and my only company was "just an animal," but I did not once feel slighted. Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by "just an animal," and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just an animal" gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day. If you, too, think it's "just an animal," then you will probably understand phrases like "just a friend," "just a sunrise," or "just a promise." "Just an animal" brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust, and pure unbridled joy. "Just an animal" brings out the compassion and patience that make me a better person. Because of "just an animal", I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future. So for me and folks like me, it's not "just an animal" but an embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment. "Just an animal" brings out what's good in me and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day. I hope that someday they can understand that it's not "just an animal", but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being "just a man or woman." So the next time you hear the phrase "just an animal" just smile...and hand them a copy of this, because they "just don't understand." |
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| Rusty 1996-2009 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Last night... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I stood by your bed last night; I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying you found it hard to sleep. I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here." I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me. I was with you at the shops today; your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more. I was with you at my grave today; you tend it with such care. I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there. I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you; I smiled and said, "it's me." You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there. It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away." You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew... in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you. The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say "good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning." And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side. I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to be with me. |
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| Misse 2006-2010 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| My dogs live here | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| My dogs live here, they’re here to stay.
You don’t like pets, be on your way. They share my home, my food, my space This is their home, this is their space. You will find dog hair on the floor, They will alert you’re at the door. They may request a little pat, A simple “no” will settle that. It gripes me when I hear you say “just how is it you live this way? They smell, they shed, they’re in the way….” WHO ASKED YOU? Is all I can say…. They love me more than anyone, My voice is like the rising sun, They merely have to hear me say “C’mon girls, time to go and play.” Then tails wag and faces grin, They bounce and hop and make a din. They never say “no time for you”, they’re always there, to GO and DO. And if I’m sad? They’re by my side And if I’m mad? They circle wide And if I laugh, they laugh with me They understand, they always see. So once again, I say to you Come visit me, but know this too…. My dogs live here, they’re here to stay. You don’t like pets, be on your way. They share my home, my food, my space This is their home, this is their place…. |
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| Thank you Linda for this poem. Author Unknown One by one, they file past my cage Too old, too worn, too broken, no way Way past his time, he can't run and play Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way A little old man, arthritic and sore It seems I am not wanted anymore I once had a home, I once had a bed A place that was warm, and where I was fed Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail Who wants a dog so old and so frail? My family decided I didn't belong I got in their way; my attitude was wrong Whatever excuse they made in their head Can't justify how they left me for dead Now I sit in this cage, where day after day The younger dogs all get adopted away When I had almost come to the end of my rope You saw my face, and I finally had hope You saw through the grey and the legs bent with age And felt that I still had life beyond this cage You took me home, gave me food and a bed And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head We snuggle and play and you talk to me low You love me so dearly, you want me to know I may have lived most of my life with another But you outshine them with a love so much stronger And I promise to return all the love I can give To you, my dear person, as long as I live I may be with you for a week or for years We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears And when the time comes that God deems I must leave I know you will cry and your heart it will grieve And when I arrive at the Bridge all brand new My thoughts and my heart will still be with you And I will brag to all that will hear Of the person who made my last days oh, so dear |
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