Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. 
            When a bird dies that has been especially close to someone here, that 
            companion goes to Rainbow Bridge. At Rainbow Bridge there are meadows 
            and hills and beautiful trees of all kinds where all our special friends 
            can fly and climb, hang and flap, hop and run, jump and play, squawk 
            and squeal and sing together. 
          There is plenty of good food, including grapes and peanuts, 
            ice cream and cheese and spaghetti, and especially lots of pizza. 
            There is crystal clear water in brooks, and springs are filled with 
            water as well as every kind of delicious fresh fruit juice. One warm 
            spring even runs full of the coffee they can now drink their fill 
            of without hearing a single no-no. 
          There is lots of glorious sunshine, and sweet warm rain 
            when they want it, and our friends are warm and comfortable and totally 
            at peace. 
        
        
          
            All the birds who had been ill or old are restored to health and 
              vigor and to their natural incredible beauty. Their feathers shine, 
              their wings feathers are whole, and their eyes gleam once again 
              with vitality. 
            Those who were hurt or maimed or ignored or broken-hearted are 
              made whole and strong and free of fear again, just as we remember 
              them in our dreams of days gone by. 
          
         
        
          The birds are happy and content..... except for one small thing 
            -- they each miss someone very special to them who had to be left 
            behind when the bird returned home. 
          Still they all fly and play happily and safely and noisily 
            together - even the grouchiest greys and orneriest senegals, the tiniest 
            finches and the grandest macaws. 
          But the day comes for each bird when he suddenly stops 
            and looks far into the distance. His body freezes and his bright eyes 
            are intent as he watches and listens in silence. Suddenly he begins 
            to fly from the group, soaring over the green grass, his wings flapping 
            harder and harder!!! 
          You have been spotted, and he shrieks to you and then 
            calls your name and his own and cries again and again and as he rushes 
            toward you. When you and your bird finally meet, you cling to each 
            other in joyous reunion, knowing you will never be parted again. 
          Your face and your fingers - and even your toes - and 
            covered with beak nibbles and soft ecstatic kisses. Your hair is preened 
            by that special beak, and his head bends under your fingers to invite 
            your touch. 
          Your hands again find their way under beloved wings, 
            to caress the downy softness beneath. You look once more into the 
            trusting eyes of your companion-- so long gone from your physical 
            life on earth, but never for an instant absent from your heart. 
          Your tears of joy are gently brushed away by those beloved 
            wings... and feeling immersed once more in total contentment and love, 
            you and your beloved companion cross Rainbow Bridge together." 
          
          by unknown author