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[BabyHannahsMom]

A beautiful poem I found on another site that made the tears fall and fall and fall --

The Bridgekeeper was doing his usual rounds. Every couple of hours the Bridgekeeper would walk the lands at Rainbow Bridge, making sure that there was plenty of fresh water, toys, and treats for each one of the residents.

Every time the Bridgekeeper passed by the Edge of Forever, he noticed the same silhouette sitting there --- tail flat, head on paws, gazing out into the distance. Many would approach the silhouette and try to get him to join the rest, but each time, the silhouette would gently place his nose under the chin of the well-meaning friend, give a soft whimper, and return his gaze to the horizon.

It had always been this way since the Silhouette had come to the Bridge of Rainbows. Many had come and joined the Silhouette for a time --- understanding why he was there and going through a similar thing, but eventually each who had come would retreat as silently as they had come. It was only the Silhouette that remained each and everyday.

Whenever he had finished his rounds, the Bridgekeeper would join the Silhouette. He would gently put a hand on his head and the Silhouette would put his head in the Bridgekeeper’s lap, all the while making sure not to block his vigilant watching of the distance.

There was no need for words anymore between the Bridgekeeper and the Silhouette. The story had been told long ago and now there was only the waiting. As the Bridgekeeper and the Silhouette sat in silence, the Bridgekeeper recalled the only time that the animal had spoken to him, so long ago…..

The Bridgekeeper noticed that the Silhouette had been there for longer than any other had been. Usually the ones that stood on the Edge of Forever would gaze back only for a short time until they knew their Human was ok. Some stays were short, some were longer, but eventually the animals would retreat from the Edge, knowing that their Human would be ok.

And still the Silhouette remained…

One particular night, the Bridgekeeper joined the Silhouette for the first time. He sat down beside him and put a gentle had upon his back and stroked his fur. They sat this way for sometime without words, until the Silhouette finally spoke.

“I’ll not leave here, so there is no point in trying to make me go.” said the Silhouette.

“You may stay here for as long as you wish.” Replied the Bridgekeeper, all the while stroking the back of the Silhouette.

The Bridgekeeper could feel the heavy muscles on the back of the Silhouette begin to relax as he continued petting him.

The Silhouette took a quick glance at the Bridgekeeper, making sure that it was not a trick to get him to leave his post. After a time, the Silhouette realized that the Bridgekeeper was true to his word and he spoke…..

“I did not do enough for him while I was there. I should have treated him better, I should have behaved more – I let him down. I chewed many things I was not supposed to, I did not always potty in the right place, and I did not listen to him when I should have. I did so many things that I now regret, but the worse thing I did was I made him make a choice. I will never forgive myself for doing that to him. I see the sorrow in his eyes, sorrow that I placed in those eyes. And I never had a chance to show him how much I really love him.”

The Bridgekeeper said nothing as he continued to pet the weary Silhouette and hoped he would continue talking.

“I watch now as he goes through everyday now, feeling so guilty for his imagined faults. If only I could have one more moment to tell him how much I love him, and how much I wish he would not blame himself for what I made him do. All he ever did was love me. My dish was never empty, my needs were never neglected, and in the time I needed him the most --- when my mind was no longer my own and when I needed to come here, I was defiant. I did not come willingly, and so I made him send me. Oh how much love this man had for me to forget his own pain to do what had to be done! Oh how bad I was for making him make that choice!! And now I watch and I wait for him to forgive me.”

The Bridgekeeper waited a few moments for the Silhouette to relax again, and then he gently said, “ Look closer mighty one and look into his heart. He clings to the sorrow because he thinks he let you down. He cared not that you chewed the wrong things, or that you dug holes on the yard. See how he now cherished the very shoe you chewed, and see how the hole you dug is now surrounded by flowers? The things you did that you blame yourself for are now the very things he clings to --- so deep is his love for you.”

The Silhouette gave a side-glance to the Bridgekeeper and snorted slightly before replying, “My life has brought him such sorrow, such grief, and pain. And all he ever did was love me ---- even his last gesture was the most loving thing he could have done. I was no longer myself, and I gave him no choice but to make that final choice for me. And now he blames himself for something he had no other choice but to do. And so I now watch over him, waiting for him to forgive himself, for how can he ever forgive me until he forgives himself?”

The Bridgekeeper softly responded, “He does not see it that way. He feels he let you down, that he could have and should have done more. ”

The Silhouette sighed and continued, “With every breath in his body, he loved me with it. And I love him more with each breath he takes. I will stay here at my post, watching and waiting until his heart heals ---- until he realizes that the only thing that ever mattered is the LOVE. Only when his heart is free will I be able to walk the path next to him, where I truly belong.”

And with that, the Silhouette spoke no more. With his eyes looking out towards the distance, the Silhouette lifted his head and placed it in the lap of the Bridgekeeper, who held him close and continued to stroke him.

Written on 10-01-04
by SpookyWolfe
Dianne

[Kimi]

LETTER FROM HEAVEN

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let your know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness;
Here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night,
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.

It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on.
I need you here badly, you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man"

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
and foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you...in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years.
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry: It does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climbs;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time,
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night...."My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented...that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street
and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go...from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going...you're coming here to me.

....Author Unknown

[midwest]

All I can say is thank you to all that posted. Those were beautiful, and some did bring tears. I saved many of them, so your efforts are not forgotten.

Midwest

[deedee]

Grieve not,
nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you...
I loved you so -----
'twas Heaven here with you.

Isla Paschal Richardson


For a Child Who Has Lost Her Cat

They go
you know:
no matter the dish of tinned tuna
the nest you build in your own quilts
the felt mouse
and the ball with pink and yellow stripes.
They disappear:
into the paths of cars
into talons and beaks
into the arms of strangers
and the ravages of private disease.
And from their leavings we learn
of leaving:
how everything that pads into our lives
soft-footed sleek
pads out again into the night
leaving traces.

(I don't know who the author was)

[kiarasmom]

(The Power of a Four-Letter Word) - I think that's the title

Wait...
You're tired arms must rest.
Let this moment pass
Wait...until the morning.

Close your eyes and let me see
Who you used to be
Left without a warning

Who knew one so big
could grow so small?
Lighter than the writing
On the wall....

When angels cry,
Can I stand by?
When stones weep,
Can my heart sleep?

I wish I'd never heard...
I wish I'd never heard...
I wish I'd never heard...
The power of a four-letter word.

If ever was a heart that
Yearned to bloom,
If ever was an angel,
It was you...

So, close your eyes.
And say good night...
Goodbye....

When angels cry,
I can't stand by.
When stones weep,
My heart can't sleep.

I guess I've finally learned...
Guess I've finally learned...
Guess I've finally learned...
Love is just a four-letter word.
Hope is just a four-letter word.

By Janis Ian

And for all you "General Hospital" viewers, this was the song used in the Stone and Robin AIDS storyline.

[jzzlvr13]

One of my favorites:

And if I go while you're still here....know that I live on,
Vibrating to a different measure...
behind a veil you cannot see through,
You will not see me
So you must have faith.
I wait for the time when we can soar together again
both aware of each other,
Until then, live your life to its fullest and
when you need me...
Just whisper my name in your heart...
I will be there

By Tom Clancy

[kiarasmom]

Prayer for the Dead

Though lost to us, our dead have not forsaken us.
They cannot forget us, as we do not forget them.
They are near us and with us,
and see us through our bodily veil.
Death has silenced them.
They speak not with tongues.
They have cast off the vesture of flesh and
their souls hold their communion with our souls.
They care for us, they feel for us, and they bless us.
They long for us and love us,
as we long for them and love them.
They are ours, as we are theirs.
Death has NOT dissolved our union.

- Excerpt from a Zoroastrian Prayer

[BabyHannahsMom]

Wow, Terri! That is so poignant. I love it.
Marcia

[Lisa...NOAH'...]

I sat here and read every one of the poems..sobbing continously the whole time. I'm a complete wreck...a basket case full of grief, anger and despair. At the moment, I can't find anything to be happy about...nothing to look forward to. No hope or joy for the future. A continous veil of sadness.

Lisa...NOAH'S ARK

[j4lorn]

Thank you all for these poems.

and big hugs ((((((Lisa)))))), hang in there, it does get better eventually.
There's no way around the pain, just let yourself cry when you need to.
A piece of my heart will always be missing now since Jake died,
but the pain does ease with time.

[QuakerParrot]

Of course I have a few to add... if only I could quit crying long enough to see what I'm doing...


Lend Me A Bird

"I will lend to you for a while, a bird", God said. For you to love
him while he lives and to mourn for him when he is dead.

Maybe for twelve or fourteen years, or maybe for two or three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you and should his stay be brief,
You'll always have his memories as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise that he will stay, since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught below I want this bird to learn.

I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true.
And from the folks that crowd life's land, I have chosen you.

Now will you give him all your love; nor think the labor vain;
Nor hate me when I come to take my lovely bird again?

I fancied that I heard them say, "Dear Lord, thy will be done,
for all the joys this bird will bring, the risk of grief we'll run."

Will you shelter him with tenderness?
Will you love him while you may?
And for the happiness you'll know forever grateful stay?

But should I call him back much sooner than you've planned;
Please brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.

If, by your love, you've managed, my wishes to achieve,
In memory of him you've loved; be thankful; do not grieve.

Cherish every moment of your feathered charge.
He filled your home with songs of joy the time he was alive.
Let not his passing take from you those memories to enjoy.

"I will lend to you, a Bird", God said, and teach you all you have to
do.
And when I call him back to heaven, you will know he loved you too.

(Author Unknown)


I Only Wanted You
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
If tears could build a stairway
and heartache make a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
and bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.



Where To Bury A Dog.
If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when you call. Come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him, nor resent his coming, for he belongs there.
People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper; people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.
The one best place then, to bury a dog, is in the heart of his master....


Room in Your Heart

Sorrow fills a barren space;
you close your eyes and see my face
and think of times I made you laugh,
the love we shared, the bond we had,
the special way I needed you -
the friendship shared by just we two.

The day's too quiet, the world seems older,
the wind blows now a little colder.
You gaze into the empty air
and look for me, but I'm not there -
I'm in heaven and I watch you,
and I see the world around you too.

I see little souls wearing fur,
souls who bark and souls who purr
born unwanted and unloved -
I see all this and more above -
I watch them suffer, I see them cry,
I see them lost, I watch them die.
I see unwanted thousands born -
and when they die, nobody mourns.
These little souls wearing fur
(Some who bark and some who purr)
are castaways who - unlike me -
will never know love or security.

A few short months they starve and roam,
Or caged in shelters - nobody takes home.
They're special too (furballs of pleasure),
filled with love and each one, a treasure.
My pain and suffering came to an end,
so don't cry for me, my person, my friend.
But think of the living - those souls with fur
(some who bark and some who purr) -
And though our bond can't be broken apart,
make room for another in your home and your heart.

~ Caro Schubert-James ~


Amy

[BabyHannahsMom]

I am bringing this post back. There are some beautiful poems/stories here. I hope they bring you comfort and hope. I know the devastation you are feeling in these early days of your grief.

[Muffins]

Dearest Angel Marcia :

Thank you for the gift of bring your wonderful thread back.....

I know that so many people will find comfort & peace reading your thread, while going through their journeys......

I sincerely hope that you & yours are well, Marcia. You truly are an Angel...

God Bless You, my friend,

Love, Denise