The Rainbow Bridge Story (In Memory of Mickey)
(This poem is dedicated to Mickey and her family, Homer, TJ, Esther and Ross. Sadly we lost a sweet “fur angel” recently. I cherish what little time I had with her as her pet sitter and will hold close to my heart the memories. She made me laugh and brought joy to my heart. I will miss you sweet, sweet Mickey. Have fun with Nikki and all the other animals on the other side of the “Rainbow Bridge”)
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal who has been especially close to someone dies, that pet goes to the Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
Animals who were ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them from days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one thing: they miss someone very special to them; the person they left behind.
All of the animals run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. Happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together…