Poem Selection Page
The only poem that has a known author is the first one...and I do add that to the print out of respect for the author.
Grieve
Not
Grieve not,
nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you...
I loved you so --
'twas Heaven here with you.
by
Isla Paschal Richardson
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...
ST.
PETER
I explained to St. Peter that I'd rather stay here
Outside the pearly gate.
I won't be a nuisance, I won't even bark.
I'll be very patient and wait.
I'll be here, chewing on a celestial bone
No matter how long you may be.
I'd miss you so much if I went in alone
It wouldn't be heaven for me.
A SPECIAL PLACE
You
have a special place, Dear Lord
that I know you always keep.
A special place reserved for dogs,
to peacefully fall asleep.
A place with fluffy pillows,
and a yard for hiding bones.
With maybe a little babbling creek,
that rushes over stones.
With wide green fields and flowers,
for those who never knew,
of running, playing freely,
under a sky of perfect blue.
Lord, I know you keep this special place,
and so to you I pray,
for one oh so special dog,
who came to you today.
She was full of strength and love,
and so very, very wise.
The puppy look she once had,
this morning left her eyes.
She will be dearly missed, Dear Lord,
This special love of mine.
But, now she'll romp and play,
in your land that's so divine.
Speak to my baby softly, please
with a hug and a warm hello.
She's a special gift to you, dear Lord,
from me-who loved her so.
The Rainbow Bridge Poem
Just
this side of Heaven...
is a place called the Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been
especially close to someone here, that
pet goes to the 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 they 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. So Molly
is happy and content, except for one small thing; she misses
her family, who had to be left behind.
The animals all run and play together...but the day comes when Molly suddenly
stops and looks into the distance. Her bright eyes are intent, her eager
body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the
green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and Molly finally meet, you cling
together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses
rain upon your face, your hands again caress Molly's beloved head. You
look once more into her trusting eyes, so long gone from your life but
never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge...together...
