Thursday, June 29, 2006

At Peace

My Simba is at peace, finally. I will miss him so very much ... there are no words for the hurt in my heart. My only comfort is that he isn't in pain anymore ... now he can run, purr, pounce, smile in that way that only a cat can...he is free....

Why are you crying,
I am not there.
Look not for me by the favorite chair,
I am not there.
See me not at the bed's foot,
nor at the door's step,
I am not there.
Do not look to the earth's cold hand,
it could not hold me,
I am not there.
Look to the midnight star, a comet's flash,
racing shadows in the field, sun lights
dance on water's edge.
Hear me, the rustle of the grass,
pine bough sigh, the beat of bird's wings,
the rain's quiet tattoo.
Feel me in your heart, for it is there I cannot leave.
Wait for my loving kiss, my paw's soft touch
at Rainbow Bridge.
I will meet you there, and we shall dance again,


Lisa said...

Goodness, now I'm crying now. I had a wonderful orange (big, fat) kitty like your Simba, his name was Cody. He died a couple of years ago at 14 years old. It still hurts. I know how you feel. My heart hurts for you!

Miss Lime said...

OMG! I'm taking a look at your blog for the very first time and I'm in tears. I'm sorry for your loss. It's always painful to loose someone so close to your heart. I've lost pets in the past, and you never really stop missing them. At least you know you gave Simba the best home possible while he was here.