Rebbi Carroll

To A Special Dog's Family

If I could only tell you
I haven’t really gone
I shall be there always
playing in the sun

Do not cry or mourn me
because I'm by your side
Through life's darkest moments
now your tears you’ve dried

We sailed life’s stream together
Had so much fun too
Tell me what would I have done
If I hadn’t lived with you

Please oh please don’t mourn me
I’ll love you till the end
Then I’ll meet you all in Heaven
Not goodbye! --- your dearest friend xx

--Jaz

Sue Smith

February 3, 2010

REBBI XXxxXXxx

Heart Strings
by Terri Onorato

A flutter races through my heart
like wings of butterflies
it pulls ever so lightly
stinging tears come to my eyes.
An old familiar feeling
like a memory tucked so deep
it stays forever with me
it is mine alone to keep.
Four precious paws from heaven
did encompass me forever
and with woven strings of angel dust
tied our hearts together.
The final breath was taken
the last heartbeat echoed faint
a loving tug on heart strings
was felt through storms of pain.
This tug was but a message
that was heard yet left unspoken
assurance through the hurtful loss
the bond would not be broken.
As wings of angels whisper
and the chimes begin to sing
a bond is strongly deepened
with the tug of our heart strings.

Sue Smith

December 20, 2009

Rebbi

Angel Harps
(by Terri Onorato)

Last night I saw you in my dreams
a brilliant light engulfed your soul.
And through my sleepy reverie
a glorious message did unfold.

The voice was that of angel harps
as you told me of the way
in which the bridge kids celebrate
this extraordinary day.

A radiant warmth ran through me
when you tenderly detailed
a special place I'd never been
where splendid love prevails.

You told me how the bridge kids
hold their paws and pray
for peace on earth, goodwill toward men
on this special, holy day.

Each bridge kid makes a heartfelt wish
to the Keeper of the stars,
they wish each stray a new-found home
without concrete floors and bars.

They ask that every homeless one
the Keeper not forget
for each one has the soul to be
a loyal, loving pet.

I watch you drift away from me
as in early dawn I find
the spirit of your paw-print message
still vivid in my mind.

I hold the message near my heart
and with a smile I hear
a lullaby of angel harps
singing in my ear.

Sue Smith

December 11, 2009

REBBI

When a furchild dies, a cloud turns into an angel and flies up to tell God to put another flower on a pillow. A bird gives the message back to the world and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry. Our furchildren may disappear from our lives, but they never really go away. Their spirits put the sun to bed, wake up the grass, and spin the earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you can see the Rainbow Angels dancing in a cloud during the daytime when they're supposed to be napping. They paint the rainbows and the sunsets. They tug at the tide and make the waves splash. They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes. And when they sing windsongs, they whisper to us,
"Don't miss me too much. The view is nice, and I'm doing just fine."
Ashley Rice
(Pet Version)

Sue Smith

December 1, 2009

I know, my love, the time has come

I know, my love,
The time has come
To finally let you go.
I know you're gone,
I must move on
To walk this lonely road.
And yet it seems
You're still with me
Each movement that I make -
A guiding light,
Still burning bright
With each step that I take.

I can't forget,
I won't regret
The moments that we shared.
Your gentle face,
The loving ways
That showed how much you cared.
Right from the start,
You touched my heart,
You opened up my eyes.
You helped me see
What I could be,
That I could reach the skies.

Now I still find
You're on my mind,
Though you're so far away.
I know it's wrong,
I can't hold on,
It's time to find my way -
Without your love
To lift me up,
Sometimes it's hard to face.
But in my dreams
You're still with me,
A part I can't erase.

With each new day,
It doesn't fade,
It's lonely with you gone.
Memories
Keep haunting me,
And yet I must move on.
Perhaps in time
Someday I'll find
It doesn't hurt so much.
But I know now
Without a doubt,
I won't forget your love

author unknown

Joanne Stella'S Mam

November 24, 2009

REBBI

Special Friend
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I came home from work; after a long hard day
but the house felt so empty; I couldn't stay
So I grabbed my coat; and hopped in the car
then drove to the park; it wasn't to far

I walked down the path; and spotted a bench
then it started to rain; guess who got drenched
I dried the bench; then sat down to rest
I looked up in the tree; and saw a bird's nest

I watched two dogs; take a break for a drink
as my mind started wandering; I started to think
I thought about times; from back in the past
when the fun we had; would last and last

The kid's would see us; as we walked in the park
and they'd come a runnin; as you let out a bark
With your friendly bark; and wagging tail
off you'd all go; play on the trails

You were so kind and gentle; never a pest
in everyone's book; you were simply the best
Always there; for one in need
as you did your best; to do a good deed

I got up from the bench; and walked to my car
then drove back home; it wasn't very far
I walked in the house; and pulled up a chair
then opened a window; to get some fresh air

I went to the kitchen; to get a drink
then sat in the chair; and began to think
My life has been blessed; since the day we met
to me you are one; very special pet

The Lord decided; to put us together
I'll always be thankful; for ever and ever
You are my star; my guiding light
my eyes and ears; in the black of night

I look to the day; we'll be together again
just me and my very; special friend

John Quealy

Sue Smith

November 18, 2009

***** NIGHT NIGHT ANGEL *****

To See You Once Again

Josette Kerns

I wish with all my heart I could see you once more,
I would use that moment and time to tell you how
Much love my heart holds for you and I shall never
Close that door.

Life each and every day with out you keeps going on
Even if some days I do not wish it I know I am being
Selfish and maybe even wrong, but to see you just once
More I so very much long.

I try to remember all the loving and happy times we
Were granted to enjoy and share, I try to understand
And not cry but to see you once more even only for a
moment to let you know just how very much I do care.

I know that day will eventually come when its my turn
To this world to say goodbye, But until then I shall hold
your love close to my heart, and sometimes I shall break
Down and cry, and I will still ask the question why did you
have to die?

Joanne Stella'S Mam

November 17, 2009

REBBI

Littlest Angel of Mine
(by Terri Onorato)

I was adrift on waves of feelings
swirling circles about my mind
wondering if I had the strength
to decide it was your time.

Did I have the right to make this choice
that would change our lives forever,
did I have the will to sacrifice
our precious time together?

Was I wrong in thinking of myself
while you grew so frail and weak,
was I selfish in my desperate need
to have you here with me to keep?

Into your bright green eyes I searched
and found within your soul,
the echo of a far-seen wisdom
the kind which only angels know.

You gently rocked my broken heart
and with angelic calm
you lifted all the guilt I felt
for wanting to hold on.

You showed me that the choice with which
I felt so wrecked and torn
lay upon a path God paved
the day that you were born.

Somehow you made me understand
the choice was never mine,
it had been appointed long before,
in another place and time.

So as I lay you down to sleep
your eternal spirit shines
and our paths will cross again someday
littlest angel of mine.

Sue Smith

November 15, 2009

Time In A Bottle

Jim Croce



If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you.

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again I would spend them with you.

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

Joanne Stella'S Mam

November 13, 2009

REMEMBERED WITH LOVE XXX

MEMORIES
Virginia Ellis

Oh, little friend, do you recall,
When you made this house your home?
You were just a ball of fluff,
Not even halfway grown.

You stumbled when you learned to walk,
It was hard to steer four legs;
You learned to sit, and stay, and come,
And, of course, you learned to beg.

You loved those walks we used to take,
You never left my side;
And if I got my car keys out,
You were ready for a ride.

You sensed when I was happy,
Or was feeling kind of low;
You'd rub up against my knee,
You always seemed to know.

You'd fetch a ball or get a toy,
Without even being told;
But, was your face crestfallen,
If I felt the need to scold.

You found the outside world exciting,
Do you remember your first snow?
You'd not come back inside the house,
Because you loved it so.

Going to the vets for shots,
I guess was your greatest fear;
You seemed to know each scheduled date,
Though you went but once a year.

You were afraid of lightening, too,
And of booming thunderstorms;
You'd run and jump upon my bed,
Where it was safe and warm.

I never once felt lonely,
As long as you were here;
You were at my feet or on my lap,
You constantly were near.

Oh, I am going to miss you,
No question about that;
But, little one, for your pain to go,
I had to send you back.

You're going back to heaven now,
From whence long ago you came;
You'll be welcomed back by God, Himself,
Who knows your doggy-name.

I think there's Frisbees up in heaven,
And rubber, squeaky toys;
And angels who will play with you,
And little girls and boys.

But, there won't be any thunderstorms,
And no vets with shots up there;
You won't even need a leash,
You'll run freely in God's air.

And when my time on earth is done,
And at heaven's gate I'm near,
I don't want any harps or horns,
Just ... happy barks to hear.

So, see you later, little friend,
I'm glad you're now pain-free;
And I'm glad you're sitting next to Jesus,
Now ... you wait right there for me.

Joanne Stella'S Mam

November 12, 2009