We have a secret, you and I,
That no one else shall know,
For who but I can see you lie,
Each night, in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
Before we go to bed,
And feel the living warmth of you
And touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths,
And see, ahead of me,
Your small form racing with the wind,
So young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
In every brook I pass...
And, when I call, no one but I
Can see the bending grass...
-- author unknown
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 and sunshine 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. The animals
are happy and content, except for one small thing: they
each miss someone very special, someone who was left
They all run and play together, but the day comes when
one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His
bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to
quiver. Suddenly, he 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...