Ebbing tides of sorrow break,
Over those who will seek but ease.
The hearts and souls and minds that ache,
Waiting for the wind called peace.

The love that came from up above,
Was sent with them to us to teach.
Mission complete, took back his loves,
Now we wait for the wind of peace.

They brought His word to us to learn,
Now they fly on wings of iridescent hue,
A silverwolf was sent to me,
Who now flies with wings of blue.

So learn you well the word of love,
Even tho when gone you feel no ease.
When he takes them back above,
And leaves you searching for
the wind called peace.

Written by: © LoboWolf
aka Don Dade
10/02/2003

We reached a fork on a quiet woodland path
One quiet afternoon on a beautiful rainbow filled day
I was unaware as we began our peaceful walk
We were on separate paths and each go a different way

Had I known this was to be our last walk together
As we shared a blissful morning and a cozy afternoon
Would I have planned for the day another way
Knowing that our journey together would end this soon?

But perhaps this is how it really needs to be
By not knowing it was a good day, free of pain
So I hold to the memories of our time together
And remember you until our paths will cross again.

And had I but known how the day would go
I could have prepared for what came my way,
But it would have clouded the time with sadness
And taken away from us one last perfect day.

©Candace

Each morning begins here at Rainbow Bridge the same way for everyone here. We gather together at the bridge and reach out and hold on to the next one and whisper into the wind good morning Momma and Papa. We hear you whisper back on the rays of the sun that we are always loved. I am always near, never doubt that. I come to you in many ways. I am in the silver tears that wash the pain away so please when you feel them upon your face let them flow and bring you healing. I am in the gentle rain that falls and brings new life. I am in the trusting eyes of a fur baby who you have reached out to and give a chance at happiness too. As you find healing with others at PetLoss I am there. After all I lead you there. There is a one who guards PetLoss and I know your heart is safe there.

I want you to know I am never alone here I have made many friends as you have. A great and wise Silver Wolf and a blue eyed angel are always near to comfort and be given a paw to hold. They know how to tease and make me laugh to bring a smile back to my heart. Like the Silverwolf I watch over my loved ones. Not a moment goes by that I don't think of you. Not a night goes by that I don't visit your dreams and gently caress your cheek as you sleep. As I look around here at those around me I see all are strong and whole again. Often we brag about how proud we are of you. Of how you were there when we needed you the most. To hold us close to your heart as we started our journey to the Bridge. We felt you near even if we slipped away in our sleep or while you were at work. We are bonded as one, two hearts that beat as one. So we don't have to be in the same place to be together, a silver thread joins us as one. So many stories about how each met their loved ones for the first time. And knew in a heart beat this one is mine. Memories of joyful lives some are together many years and some for a short time. But love can be given in a heart beat and last forever.

Some here Had never known a gentle touch till a loving heart reached out and showed them caring. So when it was time to go they took that love with them to the Bridge. Each morning they wake they don't remember the bad times they remember you and your face is the one of love. Your gentle touch brought healing to a wounded soul, trust to a lonely heart.

You are the ones who opened your hearts to true love and let us in. You gave us more love in a smile or a touch then many have ever known.

Each night just before we close our eyes to rest, we whisper hello to you and say see you in my dreams. Where we will touch again. Always in my thoughts, always in my heart Always in my soul.

© J.C. Stewart
BarTendersBluesWolf
July 2010

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