THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
this side of Heaven is a wonderful place called
THE RAINBOW BRIDGE.
When a beloved pet dies, it goes to wait for us at
THE RAINBOW BRIDGE.
There are meadows and hills for all our special friends so they can
run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine.
Our dear friends are warm and comfortable,
All the animals who have been ill and were old are restored to health
Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again
just as we remember them in our dreams gone by.
Our beloved friends are happy and content....
except for one small thing....
They each miss someone special to them...
Someone who has been left behind.
They all run and play together until the day when one suddenly stops
and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent,
suddenly he begins to run from the group,
flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted.
When you and your special friend meet you cling together in joyous reunion,
NEVER to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face,
your hands caress the beloved head
and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your dear pet,
so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.....
you cross THE RAINBOW BRIDGE and enter Heaven together.
Arctic Keeska, CDX
Mandigo's New Years Lace, CD
Star Kinsey's Formality
looked around his garden and found an empty place.
He then looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful, as He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering and He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never get well on this earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered "Peace be thine."
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you didn't go alone.
Part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
it should be that I grow weak, and pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done, for this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, understand. Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day more than all the rest, your love for me must stand the test.
We've had so many happy years, what is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so, the time has come, please let me go.
Take me where my need they'll tend, and please stay with me until the
I know in time that you will see, the kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved, from pain and suffering I've been
Please do not grieve, it must be you, who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years. Don't let your heart hold back
With heavy hearts and a tear in our eyes
after all these years we must say goodbye
Please understand we've done all we could
if there was anything we could do, you know we would.
I'm sitting right here gently rubbing your ears
while I talk to you softly trying to hold back the tears
The memories you gave us, we'll never forget
especially the ones of the day we all met
One last hug and one last kiss
you have no idea how much you'll be missed
To look into your eyes one last time
you tell me it's ok, you know it's your time.
Close your eyes now and go to sleep
we'll pray to the Lord your soul He'll keep
Go in peace now our good friend
we'll stay right here with you until the end.
Dream of that special day and time
when we'll meet at the Bridge and all will be fine
We'll run and play side by side
with a soft warm feeling deep down inside
Your memory will live on in each one of us
you'll always be Number One all of us.
Have a safe journey and God's speed
you're on your way now, you've completed your deed.
So with heavy hearts and tears in our eyes
just for now, we say Goodbye.
© Oakdale Retrievers
they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings
where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy
is one best place to bury a good dog. If you bury him in this spot,
he will come to you when you call- come to you over the grim, dim frontiers
of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And
though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him
resent his coming, for he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who
lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper: people
who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know
something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.
one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.