Pet Loss Poems
"There is a bridge
connecting heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge
because of it's many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge
is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys, all of it covered with
lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, that
pet goes to this lovely land. There is always food and water and
warm spring weather. There, the old and frail animals are young
again. Those who are maimed are made whole once more. They play
all day with each other, content and comfortable.
There is only one thing
missing. They are not with the special person who loved them on
Earth. So each day they run and play until the day comes when one
suddenly stops playing and looks up! Then, the nose twitches! The
ears are up! The eyes are staring! You have been seen, and that
one suddenly runs from the group!
You take him or her in your
arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again,
and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then,
together, you cross the Rainbow Bridge, never again to be
"If it should be that I grow weak
And pain does keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done
For this last battle can't be won.
You will be sad-this I understand
Don't let your grief stay your hand,
For this day more than all the rest
Your love for me must stand the test.
We've had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears,
You'd not want me to suffer so
The time has come-please let me go.
Take me to where my needs they'll tend
And please stay with me until the end,
Hold me tight and speak to me
Till my eyes no longer see.
I know, in time, you will see
The kindness that you did for me,
Although my tail its last has waved
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Please do not grieve that it be you
Who must decide this thing to do,
We've been so close, we two, these years
Don't let your heart hold any tears."
Until We Meet Again...
"I know what you're thinking. You think I'm dead. Because you
cannot see me with your human eye, cannot feel me with your hands
or hold me in your arms, you think I am gone forever.
You recall how I looked when I left this place, and you cannot
remotely imagine that I could possibly be alive in another place.
You are racked and torn by the pain of our separation and it
blinds you to that which is right in front of you... me.
How many times since I left your immediate sight have you been
told that I'm dead and you should "get over it?" How
many times have you cried yourself to sleep because you feel like
an outcast, believing you're supposed to get over me because
that's what people say is normal but somehow you can't and no one
seems to understand?
How many times have you put yourself through such excruciating
pain because you aren't willing to consider that I am not, by any
means, dead? I want you to do me a favor and go back in time with
me. Remember the glorious day you brought me home - was I not the
most intriguing creature you'd ever met? Did I not make you laugh
and giggle? Did I not look at you with such adoration that you
wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with me? I
wanted this too.
Remember the days when I was in my prime and we did many things
together. You were so proud of me! I was a good friend and I took
care of you when you cried, were angry or felt down and unhappy.
When you didn't have a lot of time for me because of your
obligations, I waited patiently for you. I was always there when
you needed me. Did I not look at you with such acceptance and
patience that at times you felt perhaps a bit unworthy? You were
never unworthy in my eyes.
Remember when age crept up on me, my bones became stiff and my
movements slower. Still I met you at the door when you came home
and followed you around the house. We'd been together for so long,
I was your very best friend regardless of what you were doing,
saying, thinking. Did I not look at you with such kindness and
understanding that you felt overwhelmed? I couldn't get enough of
Remember the last time we saw each other with earthly eyes. You
tried to be brave but I knew you were crying... I know you so
well. Better than anyone else in the whole world. Did I not look
at you with such pure trust and love that you yearned only to hold
me close and keep me with you always? Did you not promise that you
would love me forever? I believed you.
If this is so then why have you let me go by thinking I no longer
exist? Remember the depth in my eyes all those times I looked at
you with adoration, acceptance, patience, trust and love. Who
created this depth and love? Would the Creator diminish the song
of our laughter which was created in the name of love? I am no
longer an earthly figure, this is true. My body was only part of
who I really am. My body would have been but a mere shell on earth
if it were not filled to overflowing with my soul, my spirit, my
loving light. When we met you thought I was cute, sweet, pretty
and adorable. But what kind of relationship would we have had if
this were all that I'd been? How could you have loved me if I'd
had no spiritual substance?
We are all made up of energy that resides far deep down inside of
us, it is our core, our soul, spirit and loving light. It is the
energy that is all of life... it has no beginning, it has no end.
It simply is and always will be and without it there is no life.
You can't see it with the naked eye nor can you hold it in your
hand, it is simply a certain knowing that this energy does exist.
It's a knowing just as you know that our love existed on earth -
you couldn't see our love in a solid sense, you couldn't gather it
all up and confine it to one place. But you knew it existed. There
was no doubt in your mind.
They demand you get over me, insisting that I'm dead and you'll
never see me again because animals don't go to heaven. Oh really?
I'm here to tell you different. You were worthy of my love and
undying devotion on earth as I of yours. Do you really believe
this love would be snatched from us forever by a loving Creator
simply because I wasn't human? Was I not a living, breathing
creation with personality? How could I have been so if I didn't
possess the energy of soul, spirit and loving light? And if this
energy is and always will be, then how can it be that I am dead?
If my core is not of the energy that is all of life then I was
never alive to begin with. But you know better.
You cry because you miss me, this I understand. I miss you too -
miss the belly rubs, hugs and kisses that we shared. But life does
go on beyond these wonderful, fulfilling physical connections.
I came to this place to live a whole new life, not because I
didn't love you anymore or because I wanted something better. I
came here because it was time for me to go to the next phase of my
existence, something all living creatures must do eventually. It
is the normal progression of life. I was not taken away from you
because you cannot take away that which was never owned. My
presence in your life was and is a gift to be cherished and
honored just as I cherish and honor you.
Life is not simply about being born into a body, living a certain
number of years and then dying. Energy cannot die. We are blessed
with time in a body so that we can learn, share and grow. It
prepares us for the next phase of our eternal life. The body holds
within it the true life force of our existence... our soul, spirit
and loving light. Without these our bodies would be empty, blank,
void of feeling and expression. Without our energy we would indeed
be dead and could never have experienced our love for each other.
You say that all you have left are memories. Not so. You see, when
I took leave of my earthly body I left a little something behind
for you. You can't touch it, hold it or examine it for what I left
behind is far too uninhibited for confinement. I left behind a
piece of my soul. I placed it right next to your own which is
quite fitting as we were always side by side in our earthly life
together. I love you too much to have left you with nothing but
memories that tend to fade and grow cloudy as the years go by.
I love you too much to have vanished without a trace. How selfish
it would be of me to remove love and light from your life.
I understand your tears, each one you shed is testament to your
love for me and I am honored and humbled. But don't forget the
good things we shared - remember and smile. This is an honor for
me as well. And when you need me I will be here. Close your eyes,
relax, take slow, deep breaths and picture me in your mind. Shut
off the world and your notions of what death is and give me a
chance. Look for the subtle signs I send you. Don't stop being
proud of me, I am a friend to be proud of, I am still your friend
and soul mate.
Don't memorialize the death of my body but instead honor and
celebrate my never-ending life for it is eternal and forever as is
my love for you."
Beyond The Rainbow
"As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we
played, I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.
I saw a wondrous image then of a place that's trouble-free where
all of us can meet again to spend eternity.
I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side were
meadows rich and beautiful -- lush and green and wide! And running
through the meadows as far as the eye could see were animals of
every sort as healthy as could be! My own tired, failing body was
fresh and healed and new and I wanted to go run with them, but I
had something left to do.
I needed to reach out to you, to tell you I'm alright
That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright Glow pierced the
night. 'Twas the Glow of many Candles shining bright and strong
and bold and I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant
shades of gold.
For although we may not be together in the way we used to be, we
are still connected by a cord no eye can see. So whenever you need
to find me, we're never far apart, if you look beyond the Rainbow
and listen with your heart."
"If you've ever known the
Of barks that fill the air-
A sloppy kiss, a friendly paw,
A quiet adoring stare-
If you've ever had a special friend
To share a tear or two,
Or maybe just a wagging tail
To lift you when you're blue-
If you've ever felt the wrenching pain
That only death can send,
Then you have lost
Not just a dog-
You've truly lost a friend.
But God is good and treasures love
And there at Heaven's gate-
A sloppy kiss, a joyful bark-
Your precious friend awaits"
I Did Not Die
"Do not stand at my grave
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond's glit on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die."