What purpose did they serve, all the good dogs that once ran through the world and wait now in the shadowy quiet of the past?
They lightened our burdens and drove away our enemies and stayed when others left us. They gave aid and comfort, protection and security. They held a mirror wherein we might see ourselves as we long to be. They gave us a glimpse of the world beyond the narrow confines of our own species.
Although we make dull students, slowly they help us learn how to command and to protect with wisdom and justice and imagination.
They taught and still teach us the joy of giving generosity and kindness and love-without thought of gainful return.
And now - all the fleet hounds, the staunch mastiffs, the loyal shepherds, the dancing toys, the fumbling puppies, pets on silk pillows, workers plodding at their tasks, the special ones you loved best, those of ours we still miss-all the good dogs, goodbye, until on some brighter day, in some fairer place you run out again to greet us.
-G. Papashvily
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A poem for all of you who lost a friend
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Thanks, I know the Rainbow Bridge all too well-I just like this poem a little better and I'd never seen it before, tear jerkers they all are. A friend sent this one to me a bit ago when I took my neighbor's 14 year old dog to be euthanized, long story, but I ended up being the one to take her in and despite it not being one of my own, as you well know, it's always tough. RIP Cindy.Originally posted by Jelmo99 View PostLeave a comment:
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Wow, That was a good one Thanks. When I lost Jazy, my brother in law sent me the "rainbow bridge poem" and I cried all the way through it too. If you havent read it before and would like to let me know and I will put it in here.Leave a comment:
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