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Loving Words

Submissions by others included here are intended to enhance the Sheltie Angels pages for everyone. Anyone is welcome to suggest their favorite comforting poem or other writing here, for all visitors. Just email us at [email protected] and we will include it.

There is no such thing as too many Sheltie angel wings supporting us and offering solace.

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They Gain their Wings and Learn To Fly
Poetry and artwork copyright L. M. Crane, 1998

Shelties do not die,
they only gain their wings and fly.
They will play again I pray,
in those green fields far away.
Past the gates of pearly white,
with other loved ones gone from our sight.
We will see them once again,
at the bridge called Rainbow’s End.
With a wag of a tail and a jump in the air,
we will once again become a pair.
Don’t be sad this day my friend,
just look for the bridge
called Rainbow’s End.
And remember. Shelties do not die,
they gain their wings and learn to fly.

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The Dogs Who Share Our Lives
contributed by Debbie Goad, Silver Dust Shelties

They will not go quietly,
the dogs who share our lives
In subtle ways they let us know,
their spirit still survives

Old habits still make us think
we hear a bark at the door,
or step back when we
drop a tasty morsel on the floor.

Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
and sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly

And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
that one place in our hearts belongs to them…
and always will.

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A Parting Prayer
written & copyrighted: Brandy Duckworth

Dear Lord, please open your gates
and call St. Francis
to come escort this beloved companion
across the Rainbow Bridge.
Assign her to a place of honor,
for she has been a faithful servant
and has always done her best to please me.
Bless the hands that send her to you,
for they are doing so in love and compassion,
freeing her from pain and suffering.
Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss.
Help me remember the details of her life
with the love she has shown me.
And grant me the courage to honor her
by sharing those memories with others.
Let her remember me as well
and let her know that I will always love her.
And when it’s my time to pass over into your paradise,
please allow her to accompany those
who will bring me home.
Thank you, Lord,
for the gift of her companionship
and for the time we’ve had together.
and thank you, Lord,
for granting me the strength
to give her to you now.

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Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die…

Mary Frye

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The Angels Are Among Us
Contributed by Cyndee Walklet

The Angels are among us,
swirling gently round our feet
Sparkling eyes shine just like stars,
coats soft, they smell so sweet.
Like new mown hay in summer dew
or leaves burning in the fall
A fragrance triggers memories;
but I stop before I call.
The one I’d call has gone away
to the Rainbow Bridge named place
I’d forgotten in my heart of hearts
I can no longer kiss her face.
Heart in tatters, I break down,
face buried in my hands
And sob for those who’ve gone ahead
into that Rainbow Land.
But while I sit in misery
a warmth wraps all around
My inner being and warms my heart
as I sit on the cold ground.
Feather soft breeze brushes by,
caressing cheek and skin
Tears are gone – I feel at peace,
sadness gone upon the wind.
See, we are never left alone,
though times it feels that way
The misty shadows once known to us
keep all dark things at bay.
Guarding those they’ve left behind
though they’re no longer seen
Is a job they do with love and care –
away, they’ve never been.
Walking with our every step,
with us all throughout the night
Our little angel guardians
hold us always in their sight.
So if you’re lost and feel alone,
you just can’t keep the pace
With problems in your home or job:
Just think about their face
Then raise your head and whistle out
into the sky and bide
Your special Angel will be right there,
forever by your side.

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To My Family With Love
Author Unknown

As much as I loved the life we had and all the time we played,
I was so very tired and knew my time on Earth would fade.
I saw a wondrous image then of a place that’s trouble free
Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.

I saw the most beautiful rainbow, and on the other side
Were meadows rich and beautiful – lush and green and wide!
And running through these meadows, as far as the eye could see
Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be!

My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new
And I wanted to run with them, but I had something left to do.
I needed to reach out to you, to tell you I’m all right,
That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright glow pierced the night.

‘Twas the glow of many candles shining bright and strong and bold
And I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold.

For although we may not be together in the way we used to be,
We are still connected by a cord that no eye can see.

So whenever you need to find me, we’re never far apart
If you look beyond the rainbow and listen with your heart,
Forever beyond the rainbow, we’ll always be near.
Love and miss you throughout the years.

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I Love You This Much
Written by Penny Cary

For all who have had to make the decision.

When you were just a pup, and you were new to home and heart, I used to laugh so hard and pick you up and hold you squirming and struggling in my arms and whisper to you “I love you this much.”

I laughed as you tried to rid yourself of those pesky tapes and watched as you struggled through the puppy stuff, and mostly I didn’t mind for I knew that puddles turned to piddles, and piddles would soon pass.

I even managed to grin when you decided that our house should be free of all wood products, and we fought constantly to decide who was right about the crate. I guess you were because I cannot imagine not having you at the foot of my bed at night. I don’t know how I would have made it from room to room without your guidance or stood erect without your silken head to rest my hands on, but then, I never had to.

And I smiled a lot as you grew and decided that squirrels were indeed evil, and that there was no really good reason for cats; that every dog in the neighborhood posed a potential threat and needed to be sent packing.

And I was delighted when you discovered children, and you found they were much like you – they liked to run; they liked to play; and there was an endless quality to the day when they were around.

And when you gave me my first CD, I smiled then, too, even though it was you who led the way or dawdled behind to visit at ringside to see if someone else would step in to complete the routine.

You and I as adults together developed a deep and abiding respect for one another. Your constant devotion made life’s valleys a little less deep, and there were times when I needed you: to listen, to love and to lick away the tears… and you were always there.

You liked Chinese food, spaghetti and cheese. Lettuce and pickles and heartworm pills were for other dogs. We adventured, you and I. We camped, we fished, we hiked, and we played ball. Oh, did we play ball.

And through all those years, you gave so much, and I could only hold you in my arms at the end of each day, and we’d both smile, and I would whisper “I love you this much.”

And now we’ve come to this. I don’t believe I have the strength to say goodbye, but you tell me it’s time. Neither one of us has smiled in a very long time, and the only part of you that doesn’t indicate pain is your stubby little tail. I cried when the doctor told me, and I railed against the Powers That Be, and all the platitudes in the world and all the comforting friends can’t make up for the undeniable fact that you will no longer be with me. And I don’t think I can do this. I envy those with ones who passed so quickly. The shock must numb the grief.

But now, as I have done so many, many times before through so many, many years, I fold you in my arms, lay my head upon your velvet cheek, and whisper one last time, “I love you this much.”

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Request From Rainbow Bridge
Written by Constance Jenkins

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 these 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.

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Rainbow Bridge, The Sequel
By Jean McColgan

Oh, when we get to Heaven
We hope that we will find
The Souls that once we loved,
Who left us all behind.
Some left us at the right time,
They left this world in peace,
Others left too sudden,
Without the chance to say Good-bye.
They were gone before we had
The chance to even cry
There’s a special place for grownups,
A special place for kids;
Me, I’ll be on the other side,
The side called Rainbow Bridge.
Across the dark green meadow,
Atop the hills I’ll run.
Where the colors from the Rainbow
Glitter from the sun.
And there I’ll find my sweetheart
Running fast toward me.
In my arms where he belongs


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If It Should Be
Author Unknown

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this, the last battle can’t be won.

You will be sad – I understand
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest
Your love and friendship stand the test.

We’ve had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears.
You’d not want me to suffer so
When the time comes, please let me go.

Take me where my needs they’ll tend
Only, stay with me until the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.

I know, in time, you too, will see
It is a kindness you do for me
Although my tail, its last has waved
From pain and suffering I have been saved.

Don’t grieve that it should be you
Who must decide this thing to do
We’ve been so close, through all these years
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.


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The Splendor of Heaven
Written and contributed by Angel Maria

Young I am, yet an ageless soul
God placed me in your merciful hands,
And with your strength and knowledge
I learned of earthly plans.

Not of diamonds,
Nor of gold,
But in the treasures of my journey
That strengthens my learning soul.

In your eyes I see your wisdom,
But know I’ve traveled far;
And with my strength and knowledge,
I continue my journey afar.

Now in Heaven,
And from the Earth,
The passage of our journeys
Prepares me for my birth.

An enriched soul
Born to Heaven today,
But not without your strength and knowledge
And courage to lead the way.


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If tears could build a stairway,
And memories a lane,
I’d walk right up to Heaven
And bring you home again…

Author Unknown


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Grieve not
Nor speak of me with tears
But laugh and talk of me
As if I was beside you…
I loved you so
Twas heaven here with you

Isla Pachal Richardson


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Kennel Keeper
by Lois Hurst Beattie

I think God has an angel
Who cares for faithful pets,
And softly whistles when it’s time
For them to come to rest.
She heard his call though I could not;
She sighed and twitched her ears.
And turned her love-filled eyes to me.
I quelled hot welling tears.
She pressed her dry nose ‘gainst my arm –
She never was one to roam,
But she sensed time for embarking
To a new and distant home.
I could scarcely bear to give her up,
But I knew she couldn’t stay.
She was old and sick, and could not speak,
Roll-over, jump or play.
God’s whistling Kennel Keeper
Tends a kennel warm and fair,
He’ll feed her well, and smooth her fur,
Bed her down with loving care.
She will romp again with a wide-eyed boy
Who will laugh and call her “Dear”,
‘Cause when he went up there to live,
He left his puppy here.


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I Lost a Treasured Friend

I lost a treasured friend today
The little dog who used to lay
Her gentle head upon my knee
And share her silent thoughts with me…

She’ll come no longer to my call
Retrieve no more her favorite ball
A voice far greater than my own
Has called her to His golden throne.

Although my eyes are filled with tears,
I thank Him for the happy years
He let her spend down here with me
And for her love and loyalty.

When it is time for me to go
And join her there, this much I know –
I shall not fear the transient dark,
For she greet me with her bark.

Author Unknown


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The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
and pain should keep me from my sleep.
Then you will do what must be done,
for this last battle can’t be won.

You will be sad I understand,
but don’t let grief than stay your hand.
For on this day more than the rest,
your love and friendship must stand the test.

We’ve had so many happy years,
you would not want me to suffer so.
So when the time comes please let me go.

Take me to where my needs they’ll tend,
only stay with me until the end,
hold me firm and speak to me
until my eyes can no longer see.

I know in time that you’ll agree
this was the kindest thing you did for me.
Although, my tail it’s last has waved,
from pain and suffering I have been saved.

Don’t grieve that it must be you,
who has to decide this thing to do.
We’ve been so close we two, these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.

We were blessed to have you in our lives.
All the beautiful memories we have of you,
we will carry with us each and every day of our lives.

Rest in Peace, my loving and faithful companion.
Your battle is over.

You will be greatly missed!


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You Chose Me

When I though the chances were gone, you gave me one, you chose me.
When I thought that no one would care, you did, you chose me.
When I thought I had no one to love and no one to love me, you chose me.
You chose my pain, my heartache, my past — you chose me.
You chose me even with my trouble, my burden, my baggage — you chose me.
You gave me a home I thought I would never have.
You chose the love I have to give.
You chose me as I am, with open arms and heart.
I will be forever grateful because, in spite of everything,

You chose ME!


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With heavy heart
and tears in my eyes
after all these years
we must say our goodbyes.

Please understand
I did all that I could
If there was anything I could do
you know that I would.

One last hug, one last kiss,
You have no idea
how much you will be missed.

So with heavy heart
and tears in my eyes
you for now my dear friend
We’ll say our goodbyes.