A flutter races through my heart
like wings of butterflies
it pulls ever so lightly
stinging tears come to my eyes.
An old familiar feeling
like a memory tucked so deep
it stays forever with me
it is mine alone to keep.
Four precious paws from heaven
did encompass me forever
and with woven strings of angel dust
tied our hearts together.
The final breath was taken
the last heartbeat echoed faint
a loving tug on heart strings
was felt through storms of pain.
This tug was but a message
that was heard yet left unspoken
assurance through the hurtful loss
the bond would not be broken.
As wings of angels whisper
and the chimes begin to sing
a bond is strongly deepened
with the tug of our heart strings.
(Copyright 1997
by Terri Onorato. All Rights Reserved.)
by Ken D. Conover
To have loved and then said farewell is better
than to have never loved at all.
For all of the times that you stooped and
touched my head, fed me my favorite treat and returned the love that
I so unconditionally gave to you.
For the care that you gave to me so
unselfishly. For all of these things I am grateful and thankful.
I ask that you grieve not for the loss but
rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved and touched
each other's lives.
My life was fuller because you were there,
not as owner, but as my friend.
Today, I am as I was in my youth.
The grass is always green, butterflies flit
among the flowers and the sun shines gently down upon
all of God's creatures.
I can run, jump and play and do all
of the things that I did in my youth.
There is no sickness, no aching joints and
no regrets and no aging.
We await the arrival of our lifelong companions
and know that togetherness is forever.
You live in our hearts as we do in yours.
Companions such as you are very rare and unique.
Don't hold the love that you have within yourself.
Give it to another like me and then I will
live forever.
For love never really dies, and you are loved
and missed as surely as we are.
Your pet in heaven.