Rainbow
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Just this side of heaven is a place called
The Rainbow Bridge.

When a beloved pet dies who has been especially close to someone here,
that pet goes to The Rainbow Bridge.
It is a land of meadows, hills and valleys.
There is always plenty of food and water and sunshine, and
our friends are warm and comfortable.
Those who were old and frail are young again - restored to health and vigor;
Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again.
The animals are content and happy with each other.


But there is something missing.
They are not with their special people who loved them on earth -
the ones who were left behind.
Then the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.
The bright eyes are intent;
the eager body quivers.
Suddenly he breaks away from the group, flying over the green grass;
his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been seen.


And when you and your special friend meet,
you take him in your arms and embrace.
The happy kisses rain upon your face.
Your hands again caress the beloved head.
You look once more into the trusting eyes of your friend.
And then, together, you cross The Rainbow Bridge.

Never again to be separated.


A Request From The Bridge
In Loving Memory of Isolde Jenkins

Weep not for me though I am gone
into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long,
upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest;
there is no need for tears -
for with your love I was so blessed
for all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
the fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts -
in your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath;
remember not the strife.
Please do not dwell upon my death.
but celebrate my life.

Copyright 1992 Constance Jenkins, All Rights Reserved


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please click on the picture.

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