Lost Pet – poem

Death of a Pet

paw prints sand

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 reassure 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 every day.
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 “goodnight, 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.

Author unknown

Your Pets In Heaven – poem

cloud sun sky heaven

cloud sun sky heaven

To have loved and then said farewell, is better than to have never loved at all.
For all of the times that you have stooped and touched my head,
fed me my favorite treat and returned the love that I so unconditionally gave to you.
For the care that you gave to me so unselfishly.
For all of these things I am grateful and thankful.
I ask that you not grieve for the loss, but rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved and touched each others lives. My life was fuller because you were there, not as a master/owner, but as my friend.

Today I am as I was in my youth. The grass is always green, butterflies flit among the flowers and the Sun shines gently down upon all of God’s creatures.
I can run, jump, play and do all of the things that I did in my youth.

There is no sickness, no aching joints and no regrets and no aging.
We await the arrival of our lifelong companions and know that togetherness is forever.
You live in our hearts as we do in yours. Companions such as you are so rare and unique.

Don’t hold the love that you have within yourself. Give it to another like me and then I will live forever.
For love never really dies, and you are loved and missed as surely as we are.

Your Pets In Heaven

Ken D Conover

A Time to Remember – poem

dog meadow

dog meadow

They come into our lives for such a short time, a time we wouldn’t trade not even for a dime.
Then before you know it the years have flown by and then all of the sudden we’re saying good-bye.

It wasn’t that long ago we said our good-byes, we held on to you tight as you closed your eyes.
Your spirit has flown home on the wings of a dove, into God’s loving arm’s in heaven above.

Over the days we’ve shed many tears, but the memories we have will live on for years.
We feel your presence and we know that your near, you’re keeping us safe and calming our fear.

We think about memories from years past, when you were young and strong and ran so fast.
We remember all the great times that we all had, wow you always made us happy and never made us mad.

They were the best and happiest years we had, we’ll always look back on them and never be sad.
We look forward to the time we’ll be together again, and we thank the Lord for such a great friend.

Now you run and play up in Heaven above, cradled in God’s arms covered with his love.
Playing by the Bridge waiting for the day we come down thru the meadow to the bridge to stay.

The love that you showed us we’ll never forget because to us you’re one very special pet.
You’re like a star in the dark of night, always watching over us with the Lord’s light.

So now we take time to remember our best friend who will always be with us, even to the end.
We’ll always remember you the way you were, one big lovable huggable pile of fur.

John Quealy

All Things Bright and Beautiful – poem

bird branch robin

bird branch

All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small,
all things wise and wonderful, the Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens, each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings.
He gave us eyes to see them, and lips that we might tell,
how great is God Almighty, who has made all things well.

Cecil Frances Alexander

A Parting Prayer – poem

prayer lake

prayer lake

Dear Lord, please open your gates
and call St. Francis
to come escort this beloved companion
across the Rainbow Bridge.

Assign her to a place of honor,
for she has been a faithful servant
and has always done her best to please me.

Bless the hands that send her to you,
for they are doing so in love and compassion,
freeing her from pain and suffering.

Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss.
Help me remember the details of her life
with the love she has shown me.
And grant me the courage to honor her
by sharing those memories with others.

Let her remember me as well
and let her know that I will always love her.
And when it’s my time to pass over into your paradise,
please allow her to accompany those
who will bring me home.

Thank you, Lord,
for the gift of her companionship
and for the time we’ve had together.

And thank you, Lord,
for granting me the strength
to give her to you now.

Amen.

Brandy Duckworth

A Bridge Called Love – poem

bridge black dog grass

heaven bridge

It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.

And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.

There is a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above…
It keeps our dear ones near us
It’s the bridge that we call love.

Author unknown