The Rainbow Bridge 

   THE RAINBOW BRIDGE

 

By the edge of the wood, at the foot of the hill, is a 

lush, green meadow where time stands still.

Where the friends of man and woman do run,

when their time on earth is over and done.

 

For here, between this world and the next,

is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.

On this golden land, they wait and they play,

till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.

 

No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,

for here they are whole, their lives filled with

gladness.  Their limbs are restored, their health

renewed,  their bodies have healed, with strength 

imbued.

 

They romp through the grass, without even a care,

until one day they start, and sniff the air.

All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back, 

then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.

 

For just that instant their eyes have met,

together again both person and pet.

So they run to each other, these friends from the 

past,  the time of their parting is over at last.

 

The sadness they felt while they were apart,

has turned into joy once more in each heart.

They embrace with a love that will last forever,

and then side-by-side

They cross over……..together.

 

       Inspired by a Norse legend

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