Snowy Walker

Angel of Mine
I sit and try to write the words, I want your heart to hear.
Hoping to find some comfort, in the fact that your not here.
I look out into the garden, that you once occupied,
Knowing now its is empty, because my love, you've died.

I do believe with all my heart, that your soul has gone to be,
With all the other angel buns, that you were meant to see.
We will have to stay behind, until God calls us too,
So do not be afraid, that he's only called for you.

The house is so quiet, like the hutch that I made,
And your bed is so empty, where your pretty head laid.
My bed to is empty, where you once laid between,
the people who LOVED you and now only dream,

That one day our eyes will shut one last, final, time,
and you will come greet us, angel of mine.
Until then, I'll keep trying to see through my tears,
with memories you left us, to reflect through the years.

I'll never forget one single minute we spent,
of loving and laughing, of threat never meant.
And I dread the day that your scent disappears,
for it's proof to me that you were just here!

But the day will come, when I'll start to see through,
the pain of the moment, and remember just "you".
Now you go and play, and look down when you can,
remembering I love you, and this isn't the end.
Adapted from a poem by Holli W Gray

Sue Smith September 13, 2009

Snowy

Tiny Paw Prints♥♥♥


♥These are my tiny paw prints, so perfect and so small.
These tiny little paw prints, no longer touch the ground at all.♥

♥Not one tiny paw print, for now I have my wings.
These tiny little paw prints are now meant for other things.♥

♥You will hear my tiny paw prints, in the patter of the rain
Gentle drops like angel tears, of joy and not from pain.♥

♥You will see my tiny paw prints, in each butterfly's lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you, if you give me just a chance.♥

♥You will see my tiny paw prints, in the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind, and call each one that grieves.♥

♥Most of all, these tiny paw prints, are found within your heart
Because even though I'm gone, we'll never truly part♥

Author Unknown

Sue Smith August 25, 2009

REMEMBERED
Author Unknown

"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."

Janette Brennan July 30, 2009

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.

(Written by CG - 1995)

Mel Xxxxx July 7, 2009

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 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...

"Author Unknown"

Sue Smith July 2, 2009