sixteen years your friendship
made my world a warmer place
two days without your company
and my tears are still falling
Sweet Old Girl with silver fur
and wise, alien eyes of gold
you remembered the younger me
and I knew you when your agility
was my envy, as you gracefully
gifted the world with the supple
beauty of your elegant presence
and stealthy, playful exuberance
sixteen years warming my lap
and sharing my down comforter
those years of tears and smiles
we shared with mutual respect
for each other’s personal space
and uniqueness of individuality
have you climbed up silver stairs
crossed over a rainbow bridge?
stretched out on a celestial ledge
purring in light of an eternal sun
do you watch me still, as I write,
waiting for my hand to caress you?
Hello Belle, i can relate to your poem very deeply because i too, lost my beloved rabbit some years back. Please take time to read my short story BUGSY. Sometimes, losing someone we care about gives us the opportunity to show our love more by setting them completely free, maybe feel sad but draw comfort from the knowledge that they have returned to the Great Creator. Beautiful remembrance for your loving friend.
oh, my dear Belle...I wish I had words to comfort you...it is wonderful that you shared 16 years of love and life with your cat. That, however, is small consolation at the moment. We owe so much to our pets. I don't have all the answers, but I do know there is a spiritual connection between us and the loved ones who left us in body.
Perhaps there is something you can do in honor of your companion? In addition to writing...
MY...LABELL...YOUR SORROW AND EMPTINESS IS FELT...IT WILL GET BETTER. HOW LONG...? I DON'T KNOW...BUT...IT WILL. I FEEL YOU AND WISH YOU MUCH COMFORT AT THIS TIME. LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS.
a glorious capture that says it all, Belle. Come rain or shine, hell and high-water, nothing diverts the time, attention and relationship we have with our beloved pets. My heart is full for you and is hoping you find ways to re-occupy that uncanny silence, those peculiar empty spaces that used to be filled with that warm feline presence that is and will remain always dear to you. Yes, undoubtedly she is in a forever warm and sunlit place, stretched out and purring and feeling still your knowing strokes upon her silky fur. Love and hugs, Darlin xx
In the knowledge of the future loss, is where we find love and beauty.
Keep hold of your unique memories, cats are amazing creatures and each has its own character.
Lightening struck that I happened to read you today! We're soul brother/sister on this subject. I lost mine of 17 in 2008, so I can sing your tune too BUT you wrote a darn better poem about it. That last stanza is a classic ALL who've lost their companion animals can relate to... This should be framed and hung by cat lovers like me.
I AM SO SORRY and glad you're crying though; my own went on and off for months after my girl cat died...
And I really wonder about that last question. Take care,
love, Michael
Misty reading this poem. I can't imagine a day without my cat's antics as well as his loving comfort when I'm ill or down. So sorry you lost her! Such a wonderful tribute to your pet. If anyone ever doubted the bond between animal and human, this write dispels them. Hugs...Lin
Honestly, my little Molly kitty came over to nudge me- as if to say, "What cha read'in?"
I'm reading about a special cat- just like you, who has gone ahead to wait for it's care taker.
Beautiful tribute to the most deserving.
Felix, or we should say Felixia, has gone ahead to find a peaceful corner somewhere up there and will patiently wait for you, purring its contentment under the watchful eyes of its Creator.
"have you climbed up silver stairs, crossed over a rainbow bridge?
stretched out on a celestial ledge, purring in light of an eternal sun, do you watch me still, as I write, waiting for my hand to caress you?" I believe she does, my friend; and I believe in Rainbow Bridge. Sad write Belle but take heart. We and our loving pets will one day be reunited. So sorry for your loss. May God comfort and bless you.
I’ve encountered many non-human creatures on my life’s journey.
I have found each and every one of these animals to be a unique and wondrous being.
Animals have truly brought fullness to my life. Some of them have also brought de
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Blessings,
Sheri
Perhaps there is something you can do in honor of your companion? In addition to writing...
hugs
Gina
and sharing my down comforter
those years of tears and smiles
we shared with mutual respect
for each other’s personal space
and uniqueness of individuality
a glorious capture that says it all, Belle. Come rain or shine, hell and high-water, nothing diverts the time, attention and relationship we have with our beloved pets. My heart is full for you and is hoping you find ways to re-occupy that uncanny silence, those peculiar empty spaces that used to be filled with that warm feline presence that is and will remain always dear to you. Yes, undoubtedly she is in a forever warm and sunlit place, stretched out and purring and feeling still your knowing strokes upon her silky fur. Love and hugs, Darlin xx
The glories and beauty of love and companionship are eternal, and you do your friend great justice; I know how you feel and I'm with you.
John
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Keep hold of your unique memories, cats are amazing creatures and each has its own character.
I AM SO SORRY and glad you're crying though; my own went on and off for months after my girl cat died...
And I really wonder about that last question. Take care,
love, Michael
Regis
As you are a beautiful writer La Belle.
With love,
Ron
I'm reading about a special cat- just like you, who has gone ahead to wait for it's care taker.
Beautiful tribute to the most deserving.
John
I know the terrible pain and heartbreak it brings, all too well.
Georg
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stretched out on a celestial ledge, purring in light of an eternal sun, do you watch me still, as I write, waiting for my hand to caress you?" I believe she does, my friend; and I believe in Rainbow Bridge. Sad write Belle but take heart. We and our loving pets will one day be reunited. So sorry for your loss. May God comfort and bless you.