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A Foolish Dream? There once was a foolish man who had a foolish dream. He thought he could help the world, with nothing but his schemes. So he set out to find a place, to help those who mourn. With not much thought from him, as to what just might be born. He found others there who cared, in this place he finally found. They wanted to help others too, and so a pact was bound. And now after years in time, there are many who go and care. For the wounded hearts that come and go, and only want to care. There is a name for this place, it is called by petloss dot com. Many tears have flowed there free, but not one has left forlorn. Merry Christmas & Happy New Year from One who cares... Lobo |
| ~ A Faithful Dog ~ A Faithful Dog Will Play With You And Laugh With You - Or Cry - He'll Gladly Starve To Stay With You Nor Ever Reason Why, And When You're Feeling Out Of Sorts Somehow He'll Understand He'll Watch You With His Shining Eyes And Try To Lick Your Hand. His Blind, Implicit Faith In You Is Matched By His Great Love - The Kind That All Of Us Should Have In The Master, Up Above. When Everything Is Said And Done I Guess This Isn't Odd For When You Spell "Dog" Backwards You Get The Name Of God. ~ Author unknown ~ |
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| ~ Christmas 2002 ~ at the Rainbow Bridge |
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A Christmas Wish (Terri Onorato) Lights are glowing softly on the lush, green Christmas tree. And candles burn with lively flames dancing just for me. The house is oh so quiet as my loved ones slumber deep. It gives me pause to think of you before I go to sleep. I remember your first Christmas, you were new and quite confused. you concluded that it had to be, each gift was meant for you. The contents did not matter, be it sweater, hat or game. As far as you were concerned my dear Each tag spelled out your name. I smile and recall fondly how you humored me and wore those silly reindeer antlers that I found at the pet store. But my favorite Christmas memory that holds steadfast and true, is the kiss you placed upon my cheek when I said, "I love you." My deepest wish this Christmas your first one at Rainbow Bridge, that you're happy and content and safe along with all of God's bridge kids. When Christmas morning dawns so bright my first thought will be of you, and right away I'll know that you are thinking of me too. Enjoy Christmas in Heaven, you are Home where you belong. Merry Christmas from us both, we love you always….Dad and Mom. |
Angel Harps (Terri Onorato) Last night I saw you in my dreams a brilliant light engulfed your soul. And through my sleepy reverie a glorious message did unfold. The voice was that of angel harps as you told me of the way in which the bridge kids celebrate this extraordinary day. A radiant warmth ran through me when you tenderly detailed a special place I'd never been where splendid love prevails. You told me how the bridge kids hold their paws and pray for peace on earth, goodwill toward men on this special, holy day. Each bridge kid makes a heartfelt wish to the Keeper of the stars, they wish each stray a new-found home without concrete floors and bars. They ask that every homeless one the Keeper not forget for each one has the soul to be a loyal, loving pet. I watch you drift away from me as in early dawn I find the spirit of your paw-print message still vivid in my mind. I hold the message near my heart and with a smile I hear a lullaby of angel harps singing in my ear. |
| ~ Christmas at Rainbow Bridge ~ As the midnight hour approaches on Christmas Eve, a tremendous celebration begins. If you listen closely you will hear the exuberant sound of Bridgekids preparing for the remarkable moment that comes but once a year. Puppies romp through the tall green grass, chasing butterflies and rolling over and over until fits of giggles bring them to a tumbling stop. The volume increases as kittens, cats, tigers and lions purr in pure delight while the wings of snow white doves gently caress the air. The babbling brook that runs beneath Rainbow Bridge overflows onto the edge of mossy banks and fins of treasured aquatic life quiver in anticipation of this most joyous event. Nestled in the midst of this happy choir of Bridgekids are the littlest angel tots staring in awe at the majestic Christmas tree adorned with flowing strands of angel hair. Effervescent, twinkling stars seesaw elegantly from the sky and land in glorious harmony upon the stoic limbs of Heaven's most perfect Christmas tree. Swaying to and fro in nearby rocking chairs are grandmothers, grandfathers, parents, aunts, uncles and loved ones. The sound of their whispered lullabies permeate the air as they sing to tiny angel babies resting quietly in their arms. Like magic the clock approaches midnight and a great stirring is heard in the distance. Each Bridgekid stops and listens, knowing the time is near, and they choose a fleecy cloud on which to snuggle. The roar of purrs drops to barely an audible hum, the babbling brook ripples hypnotically and the flutter of downy feathered wings fall silent. Heaven's spirited toddlers climb expectantly upon the laps of angels while babies coo in tranquil unison. Amidst the warm glow of candle light which rises from the earth below, the arms of the Bridge Keeper envelop the heavens and into the precious hands of each child and in front of each animal a holy gift is placed. With grand exuberance the ribbons are removed and left to fly on a tender breeze where they dissolve into showers of angel dust. As the golden lids of these heavenly gifts are raised, an amazing aura fills the sky, reaching down to the very core of the earth. Ascending from each and every box is the greatest gift of all…unending, unconditional, all-encompassing love. This blessed love gently wraps itself around the cherished souls of heaven, warming their hearts with beacons of radiant light and bringing forth from angels an exquisite chorus. As the clock strikes midnight the distance between heaven and earth is vanished. It is at this very moment on Christmas Eve that the Bridge Keeper, His children, angels and Bridgekids send a message to their earthly loved ones on the wings of this unbridled love. Listening carefully with an open heart we will hear the familiar voice of our own angel whisper softly into our ear their Christmas message..."Let me share with you this love of mine, always and forever. When you need me know that I am here. I have not left you for I am in your heart where I belong. Our love is eternal as is the brilliant glow of candlelight which illuminates the path to the heavens and Rainbow Bridge. I wait patiently as do you for our inevitable and glorious reunion. I love you, I love you, I love you." ~ Author unknown ~ |
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| Angel In The Sky (Terri Onorato) There is a star in Heaven and on it is a place, that's been reserved for you since birth a place meant for your name. This star has watched you through the years but it could not stand alone, it rested high on angel wings awaiting your trip home. You slipped away, I held you close, your soul flowed through my heart, I felt your last breath through my tears I felt your pain depart. Tonight I looked up to the sky and there for me to view was one lone star shining bright your name was shining too. You were my angel on this earth, you're my angel in the sky. Wait for me, someday you'll see our names shine side by side. |
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The Silhouette (Terri Onorato) The silhouette stands boldly at the end of the hallway ears erect, eyes like jewels the tail, it softly sways. This wouldn't be the first time I've seen her stand nearby, her image clear as crystal from the corner of my eye. Her visits I don't share with some who think I've went over and beyond the grieving time they deem I need, they say I should move on. I sometimes pity people who have never felt just cause to share the bond between two souls, one with hands and one with paws. The silhouette reminds me what the others say is wrong for as long as breath goes through me there exists our mighty bond. When the Keeper calls me home and the Bridge gates open wide our bond will deepen ten fold as we walk through side by side. You see, I am the lucky one as I've been truly blessed for someday we'll walk together as eternal silhouettes. |
| Whispering Souls (Terri Onorato) I sometimes hear it late at night, the gentle sound of angel flight, descending from a higher place closing gaps of time and space. A gentle breeze upon my skin pulls me from my dreams again, a loving soul gone far too long returns to reaffirm our bond. My mind is racing, questions fly, "you left so soon, please tell me why," the whispered words then spoke to me released my pain and set me free. "There is a place beyond this earth where all souls seek divine rebirth, no explanation can describe the world in which pure love resides. This place belongs to everyone and when your time on earth is done you'll travel here as all souls do, no fear or pain will follow you. Until the day your journey starts you'll find me tucked inside your heart, and when you feel our distance vast your whispered words will bring me back. This I promise you my friend, we'll be together once again and all the love our hearts can hold will join as one our whispering souls." |
| Love Within My Eyes (Terri Onorato) I've been blessed with many things the best of all is you, a friend unlike all others with a love so strong and true. As the days go slowly by I'll watch you from above guiding with a gentle paw and never ending love. When you need to feel me near look to the starry sky for the twinkle that is brightest is the love within my eyes. ~ An Open Mind (Terri Onorato) Just when I know you need it most feeling lost, sad and alone, I'll wrap my paws around your heart and hug your aching soul. I'll remind you how it used to be when we shared each passing day and with gentle touch of angel wings I'll wipe your tears away. Just when I know you need it most I'll unselfishly abide if you offer me a path that's paved with an open heart and mind. |
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~ The Most Beautiful Heart ~ One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said ''Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.'' The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. The people stared -how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. ''You must be joking,'' he said. ''Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.'' "Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?" The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side. ~ Author Unknown ~ |
| ~ Furbabies ~ Furry paws and faithfulness, A doggy by your side; A silent, loving comfort, With warm and trusting eyes. A gentle purr of contentment, A nuzzle on your face; Following close beside you, With every step you make. Giving of devotion, No human understands; A Love without conditions, God had it in His plan. For when he gave us furbabies, He gave us a touch of His love; And wrapped it in a fuzzy coat, Your furbaby from above. ~ Author Allison Chambers Coxsey ~ Note: This Poem was sent to Ken, Daddy of Penny by Ms. Allison Chambers Coxey, a published poet, for all the Furbabies and their Parents at petloss.com |
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| The Rainbow makes a perfect circle, when seen from lofty mountain height; With arcs perfected and united, In jewel-tinted light. And when above low lands of Sorrow, Our vision is complete, We'll find our loved ones wating for us, Where broken circles meet. |
| "He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever - in case I need him. And I expect I will - as I always have. He is just my dog." ~ Gene Hill ~ |
WHISPERS ON THE WIND HEAR THE RUMBLE OF THE THUNDER, SEE THE LIGHTNING IN THE SKY, THE GENTLE RAINS THAT SPEAK OF THINGS, UN-MENTIONED. THE FLAMES OF THE FIRE, THAT I DO TEND, AS I SIT HERE AND LISTEN TO, WHISPERS ON THE WIND. I OFTEN THINK ABOUT YOU, AND THINGS THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN, I SEEM TO HEAR YOU CALLING ME, THROUGH WHISPERS ON THE WIND I WATCH THE BLUE RIVER, DISAPPEAR AROUND THE BEND, THE WATER SEEMS TO SING TO ME, BUT IT'S THE WHISPERING OF THE WIND. IN THE SKY, ABOVE THE CLOUDS, THE MOON DOES BRIGHTLY GLOW, IT SENDS A THOUGHT ON RAYS OF GOLD, TO GENTLY TOUCH MY SOUL. AS THE MESSAGE REACHES OUT TO ME, I FEEL THE BREEZE AGAIN, THE SECRET THOUGHT I SEEM TO HEAR, MUST BE THE WHISPERING OF THE WIND. STANDING HERE ALL ALONE, BY THE RIVER AT THE BEND, I LONG TO HEAR JUST ONE MORE TIME, THOSE WHISPERS ON THE WIND. IF ONLY JUST, ONE MORE TIME, THOSE WHISPERS ON THE WIND....... Written by Those Who Care, copyrighted published by Tin Pan Alley, N.Y.C. |
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| ~ Unwrapped ~ Your present is not in a box There's no paper, no ribbon, a paradox My gift to you was not my life It is the world so big and rife Open your mind and you shall receive The greatest gift that I could leave I am not the bird, I am the flight I am not the sun, I am the light I am not the tear, I am the rain I am not the harvest, I am the grain I am not the flame, I am the glow I'm not the river, I am the flow I am not a smile, I am the bliss I am not the touch, I am the kiss I am not the moon, I am the night I am not your eyes, I am your sight On Christmas morn the gift is there All you have to do is be aware Written for the Christmas 2002 Rainbow Bridge Page ~ Author Dianne, Spookywolf ~ Mommy Of Tears for Spooky |
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