The Rosie Tree Star (a true story)*more pics posted
Dear Pet Talk friends, I hope your Thanksgivng Day was wonderful, filled with all things you love best. I wrote this little poem about something that happened to me this morning, on the day after Thanksgiving. But first, I need to tell you about the Rosie tree – it is a little blue spruce that we planted on top of some of our Rosie’s ashes, after she went to the Rainbow Bridge three years ago. What happened today was so remarkable, I thought all day about how to share this with you. This evening, I wrote this poem:
A Star in Rosie’s Tree
Thanksgiving Day was coming, we hurried with our tasks,
My husband hung some Christmas lights in a large blue spruce out back.
We then looked at the Rosie Tree, where Rosie’s ashes lay,
he said “I’ll try to decorate it, before the end of day”.
So many things, so little time, the tree stayed simply green
Thanksgiving Day was filled with friends; peaceful and serene.
On next November morning, the sun shone clear and bright,
The fog and cold had left behind a layer of frost that night.
I woke, jumped up, grabbed camera, “I’ll be right back” I said
to my bewildered husband, who lay drowsily in bed.
I snapped pictures of the weeds and leaves, now imagine my surprise
when I came up to the Rosie Tree -- tears welled up in my eyes…
Facing sunrise, there on Rosie’s Tree, a five-point star was hung,
Covered in ice crystals, made of web a spider spun.
Sun danced upon the crystals, this sign was clear to me,
“Don’t worry, Mom, I’m with you still”, t'was a gift from dear Rosie.
I took some pictures, marveling, at how the web was made,
and felt sweet Rosie with me as I stood above her grave.
The moment passed, the sun moved on, and left the tree in shade,
With gratitude and lifted heart, I ran inside and said
“You must come see what I just found on Rosie’s Tree this day”
I’ve never seen a web like this, not made in such a way”
My husband said “If I had hung the lights as planned last night,
It would have been destroyed for sure, and never seen the light.”
Don’t try to say that dogs don’t go to heaven when they’re gone,
For heaven sent this sign to me, and filled my heart with song.
- I'll always love you, Rosie....thank you!
Love, Mom
Pictures of the Star on the Rosie Tree, November 24, 2006:
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