Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author Unknown

Don't cry for the horses, that life has set free
A million white horses, forever to be
Don't cry for the horses, now in God's hands
As they dance and they prance
To a heavenly band

They were ours as a gift, but never to keep
As they close their eyes, forever to sleep
Their spirits unbound, on silver wings they fly
A million white horses, against the blue sky

Look up into Heaven, you'll see them above
The horses we lost, the horses we loved
Manes and tails flowing, they Gallop through time
They were never yours, They were never mine

Don't cry for the horses, they will be back someday
When our time has come, they will show us the way
On silver wings they will lift us, to the warmth of the sun
When our life is over, and eternity has begun

We will jump the sun, and dance over the moon
A Ballet of horses and riders on the winds
To a heavenly tune
Do you hear that soft nicker, close to your ear?
Don't cry for the horses, Love the ones that are here

Don't cry for the horses, lift up your sad eyes
Can't you see them, as they fly by?
A million white horses, free from hunger and pain
Their spirits set free, Until we ride again.

I hope it is a beautiful late autumn day.
I hope you find a sunny spot under a tree.
I hope you have a bucket of his favorite treats.

I know that as he passes, he will send his soul out to touch you gently with a quiet "Thank you" and then off it will fly, free to run with the wind.

Author Unknown