Where the meadows are
full of Life
with peace and frolic
and no strife
nor fear of danger.
The flowers in full bloom
always changing colors
ever so grand
and a home for many others.
The breeze so soft,
free, and flowing;
So pure and brisk
and moves the grass
ever so tall,
it is a velvet carpet
after all;
So soft and smooth,
so very snug;
tis a good place to curl up
and take a snooze
and bask in the sun
that is ever so warm.
This place called Clover Heaven.
Where the water is so pure and clean;
it looks like a mirror
that I can see
and admire the renewed me.
The clover seems to reach the sky
so full and free
a good place to romp and play
hide and go seek.
So you see:
The sun so warm,
The water so clean,
The grass so smooth,
The breeze so soft,
The flowers in bloom,
A place to romp and play
To bask or bathe,
To snooze and rest
With food aplenty
And water to drink
With bodies whole
And free of pain
With life renewed
and filled with glee;
A place they must go
To await their masters.
So dear Master
Dry those Tears
and smile again
For I wait for you
In this Place called
Clover Heaven.
written by:
Marge Calaway
You were a bright light for me
My shining star
Now the light has gone out
How will I go on!
I loved you in life and
I love you in death
Such sadness has swept me
Away like a tidal wave
Carried me to another place
And now, someone else remains to grieve
Because my pain is indescribable.
You were my strength
My brave little soldier
And now, the strength has gone from me too
I miss you, so desperately.
You were everything to me
You gave me so much joy
And now, the angels are the lucky ones
As they watch you romp on heaven's greens.
But I too was lucky once,
She loved me with all her heart
We bonded in life, and now in death
I'll carry her wherever I go.