Poetry, Stories, Etc.
The Rainbow Bridge
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, someone who was 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 breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, 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 those trusting eyes, so long gone
from your life, but never absent from your heart.
Poem For Cats
And God asked the feline spirit
Are you coming then? asked God.
But don't they understand? Asked God
Eventually they will understand,
MEMBER OF THE FAMILY
What would I do without you, my precious, furry friend?...
It seems your greatest joy in life is being close to me...
A few short years are all we have; One day we'll have to part...
- Hope Harrington Kolb
A man was riding his horse down a road, his dog padding along by their side.The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his horse and dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He nudged the horse toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is heaven, sir," the man answered.
The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can
my friends," gesturing downward towards his horse and dog, "come
in, too?" the traveler asked.
The man thought a moment and then turned his horse back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man pointed to a
place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned
hand pump with a bowl and a bucket beside it. The traveler filled the bowl
and took a long drink himself, then gave some to the dog while he filled the
bucket for his horse. When they all were satisfied, he led his horse back
toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them, the dog
following faithfully behind.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."
A Kitty's Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight
I sneak up slowly to begin
For the morning's here
So thank you Lord for giving me