I HAVEN’T LEFT AT ALL
I saw you gently weeping as you looked through photographs
You paused for just a moment at one that made you laugh.
But as you turned more pages the tears began to flow
You whispered that you missed me but I want you to know;
I softly licked those stinging tears that down your cheeks did fall
I want to help you understand I haven’t left at all.
On those days that you are overcome with sorrow, pain and grief
I rest my head upon your leg to offer some relief.
When you take our walking path I’ve seen you turn around
Because I know you surely heard my paws upon the ground.
At night while you are sleeping I snuggle at your side
You stroke my fur as you touch that place where I used to lie.
You said it’s just your heart playing tricks upon your mind
But rest assured I’m really there, my spirit’s left behind.
I know your heart is hurting; it’s like an open sore
You think my life has ended and you won’t see me anymore.
But for those of us bound tight by love, death is not the curtain call;
It’s really the eternal beginning that waits for us all
Just this 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.
All the 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.
You have been 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.
A LIVING LOVE
If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember……
The first day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on the breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder.
Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter—simply because something in it’s eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim it’s special place in your home—-and then feel it brush against you for the first time—it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when once you saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend’s diet—and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day arrives.
And on this day—if your friend or God have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own— on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you—you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you many find that a soul—a bit smaller in size than your own—seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you feel something brush against your leg—very very lightly. And look down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay— you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart— As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of it’s own. You will reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when— along with the memory of your pet—and piecing through the heaviness in your heart—there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love—like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this love will remain and grow—and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets—it is a Love we will always possess.
(by Martin Scot Kosins)
The Perfect Home
(Dedicated to “Traveler” from his Foster Mom)
I’m here for you – I whisper to my friend
I’m here for you as our journey comes to an end.
You couldn’t understand this world I hold dear
You couldn’t understand there was nothing more to fear.
I tried to help you see you were safe at last
I tried to help you see you could forget the past.
You tried your best to trust someone again
You tried your best but you couldn’t let me in.
For you my friend, the perfect home will not be found
For you my friend, have the perfect home far above this ground.
As I hold you in my arms I tell you “now you’re safe”
As I hold you in my arms I tell you “you’re going to a better place”.
I’ve set you free to be a puppy once more
I’ve set you free on wings you can soar.
It was time again – to let another one go
It was time again and the tears start to flow.
This is dedicated to all the rescue animals that are just too damaged to allow us to help them. Try as we might we can’t save them all but we can guarantee they will no longer have to live in a world they don’t understand. Hold them tight while you set them free. God Speed Traveler –
I will see you again.
Corene E Glessner 2007
You’re giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days, Your courage makes me proud.
But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.
So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.
The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it’s the only way.
That strength is why I’ve followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I’ve loved you all these years…
My partner ’til the end.
Please, understand just what this gift,
You’re giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I’ve lost, And all my dignity.
You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.
So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that’s within you,
To now grant me this appeal.
Cut the leash that holds me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog,
My pain and struggle done.
And don’t despair my passing,
For I won’t be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I’ll stay.
I’ll be there watching over you,
Your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I’ll run,
…a young dog once again.
DON’T THINK OF HER AS GONE
By Ellen Brenneman
Don’t think of her as gone away
Her journey has just begun
Life holds so many facets
This earth is only one.
Think of her as resting
From the sorrows and the tears
In a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days and years.
Think how she must be wishing
That we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness
Can really pass away.
And think of her as living
In the hearts of those she touched….
For nothing loved is ever lost
And she was loved so very much.
I could tell you the story of my life through the dogs I have loved.
I could tell you the story of the losses in my life through their deaths.
Dogs come into our lives to teach us about love and loyalty.
They depart to teach us about loss.
We try to replace them, but never quite succeed.
A new dog never replaces an old dog; it merely expands the heart.
If you have loved many dogs, your heart is very big.
….by Erica Jong