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A POEM FOR THE GRIEVING... -Anonymous
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a
thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle
autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled
flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...
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"Wishes"
by Kristen SharerWe wish we could have told you,
in words you'd understand,
We wanted you to stay with us.
This wasn't
what we'd planned.
We wish somehow to tell you,
How empty we now feel.
A part of us went with you,
A part
that time can't heal.
We wish we'd once more hear you,
in your softly, rumbling purr,
to hold you on our laps
again
and stroke your golden fur.
We wish we had you back again,
to fill this empty space.
But one day
we'll be together
in a far, far better place.
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Your Pet is in
Heaven
by Ken D. ConoverTo have loved and then said farewell, is better than to have
never loved at all.
For all of the times that you have 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 not grieve for the loss, but rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved
and touched each others lives.
My life was fuller because you were there, not as a master/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, 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 so 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 is In Heaven.
You Were Here by Jenine
Stanley
As I sit in those
moments of quiet,
When sadness
invades me,
I know that yesterday,
You were here.More
days pass,
A week ago you left us,
Your head cradled
in our hands,
Your spirit gracefully
moving
upward,
But for a few
hours of that day,
You were here.
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Sadness invades again,
As I
know that once
those hours pass,
I can no longer
look back,
Over the span of
a
familiar week's time,
To find that
comforting point when,
You were
here.
More time will pass;
Sadness will not so
much invade
as menace,
And I will mark the days,
Saying things like,
"last
month,
last summer, last year,"
You were here.
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I dread that day,
One year from now,
That first
marking of the time,
That your body was no longer with us;
Though we
will never forget you,
Your tangible memory fades,
The feel of your fur, your
head, your back, your weight against us,
The
smell and sounds of you when,
You were here.
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The emptiness is
beginning to fade,
To change into
another reality,
One
with you still
playing a part,
But a role of
ethereal presence
rather than physical
comfort we crave;
Your memory, your spirit,
your essence and counsel,
Dwell with us,
but this feeling
is not the same
as when,
You were here.
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