The sounds drift gently and my soul hears your whispered
words, telling me your always near. You have heard me cry
for one more hug and one more kiss and you have sent
them to me on the wings of an angel. You have seen
me stop and sigh as I see places and remember times
we spent together and you sent me memories to warm
my heart.
You have seen my steps falter when I
think I can no longer take another one. You
whisper lean on me I will always walk with you.
You sense the guilt I feel, for none know me better
then you. You send the sun to warm my face
and the rain to wash away the pain.
You whisper let the tears wash the guilt away for you
brought me into your heart and gave me love. You have
nothing to be guilty for. You see me alone and lonely and send
one who needs me as much as I need them. The stars
at night twinkle and tell of the pride you feel for your family.
For in this one with the eyes that only ask for love is
part of you.
You have seen me look up into the heavens
and ask why. And you answer me was time. But my heart
is forever with you. I am never gone from you.
In our dreams we meet and touch again.
The sounds drift gently and my
soul hears your whispered
words, telling me your always near.
©J.C. Stewart
BarTendersBluesWolf
2010
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
Light a candle in Lexie's memory, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby,
or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.