SYDNEY

DIED 2008

 

Request From Rainbow Bridge

 In Loving Memory of Sydney


Weep not for me though I am gone
Into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so blessed
For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts,
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath
Remember not the strife.
Please do not dwell upon my death,
But celebrate my life.

Mom and Dad and will be with you always

                                                                                     SOLANCED

                                                                                From the silence of your pain I heard my name
                                                                                       and on the wings of light I have come
                                                                                           to see the sadness in your eyes
                                                                                                  that cry without tears

                                                                                             Can you see me, I am here
                                                                                              I will always be near you
                                                                                            to calm your shattered heart
                                                                                    and to make you smile at the memories

 

                                                                                  Do you feel me, perhaps a soft brush of fur
                                                                                             You ache to believe it's real
                                                                                              but you are afraid to hope
                                                                                         You brush away a strand of hair
                                                                                              But it was I, whispering.....

                                                                                          I am only here for but a moment
                                                                                           The silver thread gently quivers
                                                                                      I will leave behind my love in a dream
                                                                             When you awaken, and without really knowing why

                                                                                              Your heart will know at last
                                                                                               That it is all right, for now
                                                                                                      to say good-bye

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