FOR Diane Wright's Chelsea and
Other List Loses
Life is filled with difficult things
With pain and sorrow and woe,
Life would be a wonderful thing
Except for the sorrow we know
Beautiful sunsets, the cheerful smile
Are sometimes lost to our heart
When terrible things, tares at our soul
When bonded friends must part
The loss of love, the dashing of dreams
The hopes that we had, not a few
The wonderful times, the devotion shared
The moments, life found anew
Gone in a moment, lost in our tears
Absent that wonderful touch
How to survive so great a loss
Of the one we loved so much
But time passes on and days come and go
And we are not left without
Memories that touch us, time after time
And leave a warm glow about
The days filled with love, adventure and fun
The warm, calm peace at day's end
I would not have had it, it would not be mine
Except for the love of my friend
Sleep now my partner, your love remains
Leave me to suffer my pain
Until all the sorrow, grief and great loss
Give way to fond memories again
The is no pain where there is no value
No loss where there has been no joy
There is no life unless we are giving
Places for love to employ
David
Fritsche
Occasionally, we are graced with the presence of an earthbound angel.
They are unable to stay with us for long, but while they do, they bring unprecedented
joy and happiness to all they touch. While they are here, we bask in their goodness and marvel at their contribution
to the world. When they leave, we are left with the devastation that
comes with such a wonderful being... but we must remember...
the earth bound angels are not ours to keep. They
are ours to enjoy, learn from, and behold until they return home.
Author unknown
A LIVING LOVE
If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember....
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks
deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder.
Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simple because
something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim
its special place in your hall or front room--and when you feel it brush against you for the first time--it instills
a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional.
But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You
will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So
you will begin to adjust your friend's diet--and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing
fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off,
until the third day finally arrives.
And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision
of your own -- on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever
way your friend eventually leaves you--you will feel as long as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will
find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a
soul--a bit smaller in size than your own--seems to walk with you, at timesduring the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against
your leg--very very lightly. And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay--you
will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your
heart--As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own.
You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace
it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when--along with the memory of your pet--and piercing through the
heaviness in your heart -- there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong
as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love--like
the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow--and be
there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the
legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which
is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets -- it is a Love we will always possess.
(by Martin Scot Kosins)
IF IT SHOULD BE
If 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, I 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 till the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
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 saved.
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 its tears.
--- Anonymous --- |
Letting Go
BY: Mary
Anne Vogt
How do you know
when its time to let go
of your friend after 13 good years?
How can it be
she can no longer see?
What do you do with your tears?
How do you cope
when there's not much more hope?
No one would dare take her place.
Doesn't she know
that I can't let her go?
Why does she still lick my face?
She struggles to stand
and nuzzles my hand.
What will I do when she's gone?
The shine in her eyes
seems to dim as she tries -
my Cedar Ridge A-Raya Dawn.
The Spirit of a German Shepherd Dog
I was standing on a hillside
In a field of blowing wheat
And the spirit of a German Shepherd
Was lying at my feet.
He looked at me with kind dark eyes
An ancient wisdom shining through
And in the essence of his being
I saw love there too.
His mind did lock upon my heart
As I stood there on that day
And he told me of this story
About a place so far away.
I stood upon that hillside
In a field of blowing wheat
And in a twinkling of a second
His spirit left my feet.
His tale did put my heart at ease
My fears did fade away
About what lay ahead of me
On another distant day.
"I live among God's creatures now
In the heavens of your mind
So do not grieve for me, my friend
As I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue
My leash a shooting star
My boundaries are the Milky Way
Where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here
For I am not confined
But free to roam God's heavens
Among my Shepherd kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud
Gentle breezes rocking me
And dream the dreams of earthlings
And how it used to be.
The trees are full of liver treats
And tennis balls abound
And Milkbones line the walkways
Just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up
The grass all lush and green
And everyone who gaits around
Becomes the Best of Breed.
For we're all winners in this place
We have no faults, you see
And God passes out those ribbons
To each one, even me.
I drink from waters laced with gold
My world a beauty to behold
And wise old dogs do form my pride
To amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in an angle's arms
Her wings protecting me
And moonbeams dance about us
As stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on earth is spent
And you stand at Heaven's gate
Have no fear of loneliness
For here, you know I wait."
Author unknown
LAST CALL - A listing of lost Buddies and
Cause of Death.. A database kept by Jean
A Pet's Prayer to Saint Peter
I have traveled far to reach this Pearly Gate
But I do not want to wander byond this place.
I just need to rest awhile for my friend I wait.
Please let them know I love them still.
Let them know that I understand
What they did, they did with love.
With my body gone, my spirit flew
On the wings of a dove
To my Creator's Heaven above.
Now I ask that I may wait.
I will lay quietly here by the gate.
For if I entered now without my friend,
It wouldn't be Heaven at all.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a 1,000 winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled light
I am the soft star that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I did not die.
- Anonymous
Heaven's Gate (formerly titled To Sundae)
If there's a doggy heaven,
I know that's where you are.
About a billion miles away
Standing on a star.
It's a doggy paradise,
No fences and no leads.
There won't be any do's or don'ts;
You can do just as you please.
There'll be lots of bones to chew
And lots of hole to dig.
And there'll be lots of other dogs,
Little ones and big!
You'll romp and play with new-found friends
Forever, don't you see?
So why are you sitting at the gate
Just waiting there for me?
Zoa
Rockenstein, Author and Owner of Copyright RiverRock
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