TREES

This is dedicated in honor of Mother Earth on Earth Day.
Trees, by Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast,
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray,
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair,
Upon whose bosom snow has lain,
Who intimately lives with rain;
Poems are made by fools like me.
But only God can make a tree.

Rainbow Bridge

I miss all my animals that have gone on to Rainbow Bridge to wait for me. I can just see them there, looking into the distance, saying to each other, "I bet I will see her coming first. Why do we get so attached to our pets? We treat them very good and make sure they are well taken care of. Above all they love us, trust us and like to please us.

At Rainbow Bridge==Inspired by a Norse legend

By the edge of a wood, at the foot of a 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 there 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 at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back, then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met; Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long 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 love that will last forever, and side-by-side, they cross over...together.