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)
Baggage
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?
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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"Going Home: Finding Peace When Pets Die"
Untitled
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.
Untitled
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."
Rusty 1996-2009
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.
Misse 2006-2010
Punkin
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….
Untitled (dedicated to all those that rescue)
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