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For all our friends who have passed.

Discussion in 'Woof Memorial Critter's Corner' started by Wiley, Jan 1, 2005.

  1. Wiley

    Wiley

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    In The Fold
    Mabel Christian Forbes, 1929


    Wearily the mist trails low, and white
    Over the wet sky.

    You can hear the burns are sucking at
    Their courses.

    Weariedly the dog, and then the shepherd
    Round the corner,
    Drag crook and tail.
    The sheep are like poor wraiths.

    Soon the fire crackles in the cot hid in the shoulder
    Of the hill, and warm, wedges fleeces snuggle in the
    fold.

    Where is then the sheep-dog? where are his panting? . . .
    "He pants no longer."

    Does his spirit wander up among the mountain-sides
    to drink the sucking runlets?

    "He climbs no more; scours not now or ever the craggy
    sheep tracks."

    Where is now is spirit? In the cot beside his master?

    "No. I see his spirit now. It lies
    On the green field
    Where the sheep
    Are folded ---
    It is the fold."
     
  2. Steve in PA

    Steve in PA

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    Another version of The Rainbow Bridge



    The Rainbow Bridge
    *Author Unknown*
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    Just this side of Heaven is a place called The 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 behind.

    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......