When the waves of Sorrow lap at your feet,
And they work up to your heart.
Silver hued tears run down your cheeks,
And naught but sadness does impart.
Think of this place called Rainbow’s Bridge,
And the wondrous glory there.
A silent shadow looks down from a ridge,
And stands on edge your hair.
What is this wondrous graceful sound I hear,
That whispers to me on the breeze?
It is a sound that whispers peace,
And fills my heart with ease.
Is this my love that comes to me,
And whispers on the breeze?
It seems to say feel not guilt,
Listen to my whispers please.
Daddy, mommy, I Love You,
Forever and one day.
In your heart feel not blue,
Just listen to what I say.
I speak to you with sounds of love,
From high upon this ridge.
I wait for you to come above,
I’m happy at Rainbow Bridge.
Written by LoboWolf
aka Don Dade
10/03.2003
A memory comes to your heart
You see me watching over you
You feel my touch on your soul
Each time a memory drifts
to you on angel's wings. It
is me reminding you I am
always near.
I come drifting in a dream
on a star lit night. Whispering
in your ear "I love you". In
dreams we touch again and
dance amoung the stars.
My voice comes to you
from the sky above, it
is the love that comes from
up above. A love that
will never leave you.
The bond we share
is forever.
A memory will always
come to you when you
need it's healing touch.
I am never gone from you.
I am just around the corner
where your heart dwells.
© BarTendersBluesWolf
Aka J.C. Stewart
2008
In the quiet corners of my life I feel you
Always hovering - always near
There, but not there, just out of my view
A comfortable companion
I've noticed you for a while and wondered
were you cause for fear or hope
I've wondered if my thoughts were heard
Or if you were aware of me at all
Are you my memories lingering to haunt me
with wishes I cannot make true
Are you Time standing there just to taunt me
Echoes of the past and the future
With the passage of time as I begin to heal
and memories become warm and sweet
I realize that you are my lost one's love I feel
Bidding me hope as they watch over me.
In the quiet corners of my life I feel you
Always hovering - always near
There, but not there, just out of my view
A comfortable companion
Loving, watching, caring.
© Candace
Light a candle in Akai's memory, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby,
or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.