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 One day as I traveled along my life’s path Three women weaving I happened to see And I stopped to rest and to watch for a while As they worked on an intricate tapestry. As I watched and they wove I began to see The color of each thread shift and change And the pattern would alter with the color shift And the tapestry grew and expanded it’s range. I continued to watch as they continued to weave And I saw periodically one a thread would snip And a small hole would form in the tapestry And the pattern at that point alter and shift. But others would take up each thread as snipped And weave it into a new tapestry No thread seemed lost for even a moment The flow to the looms seemed as smooth as can be. Then one of the three smiled up at me Sad eyes that seemed tired with age And without a word she explained the threads And the intricate tapestry they made. “Threads cut shorter a short life or child Longer threads those of ones older Bright tones for happy moments in life Dark tones for times sadder and colder” And I watched the two looms and their tapestries Amazed both from the same threads were woven The first intricate patterned in dark and light The second flawless with beauty unspoken As a single tear fell she again spoke to me “We ,the Fates, weave for all time the tapestry of life We weave with life’s threads, the long and the short Our patterns colored by joy, pain, and strife.” “The others are angels who lift up each cut thread To add to their loom with love oh so gently Then they weave with colors so perfect and lovely For their tapestry is the perfect eternity. ©Candace Each moment I stop and smile As thoughts of you drift on angel's wings Through my mind Joy filled memories dancing on the sun beams Each one more precious because of you I see you clearly, eyes aglow with happines and love Each moment is engraved on my heart Mama I did come home with you Where ever you are I am there Home to me is your heart I feel your love so strongly You give me more love in one touch, in one prayer Then many know in a lifetime I still feel your hugs and gentle touches Feel my touch in the gentle breeze that caresses your face I am ok Mama, thank you for helping me Find freedom from pain I am at the bridge watching over you and loving you Now is time for you to heal Know you are the best Mama anyone could have I send you kisses and hugs on the wind till the day of reunion Love always and forever Is never good-bye, but till we meet again never to be parted Till we meet again Mama I am always near © J.C. Stewart BarTendersBluesWolf 2009 Always in my heart, always in my thoughts Your sweet smile warms my dreams I feel you near in the dawn of a new day I see your eyes shinning back in the eyes of a friend I feel your touch in a warm hug You come to me in many ways In the sun that warms my soul In the rain that brings heart peace In my dreams you run free I see you strong and always mine My Boy you are my joy, my love I watch the clouds flow by and see your image I see you dancing on the clouds Two hearts bonded are never apart Love never ending always true and strong Till the day of reunion I give you my heart To hold and know you are always part of it My boy, my joy always and forever ©J.C.Stewart BarTendersBluesWolf 2009 Light a candle in memory of Buddy, for all those hurt or lost, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby, or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.