"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, sunshine and toys, 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.  Those who were abused or mal-treated have had their tears wiped away, and sit for as long as they want on the Golden Flowing Robes of God's Lap. They feel the touch of Pure-Love on their heads and finally know happiness. All 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.  Her bright eyes are intent and her eager body begins to quiver.  Suddenly, she 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.

    Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...

                      -- author unknown

Click Few
people
are aware that there is a response from the Rainbow Bridge written by
Constance Jenkins.  I found it in a book called "Angel Whiskers" edited
by
Laurel E. Hunt.

         Weep not for me though I am gone into
         the 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.

    -- submitted by Cherie H.   <PDBlackCloudx2@aol.com>
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Few people are aware that there is a response from the Rainbow Bridge written by Constance Jenkins.  I found it in a book called "Angel Whiskers" edited
by Laurel E. Hunt.

        Weep not for me though I am gone into
         the 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.

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