This poem is dedicated to my precious Rocky. Gone but not forgotten. 1979-1989

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 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 have 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 begins to quiver. 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.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...

-- Paul C Dahm © 1997 --

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