Oh Liz,

I remember crying while reading your story with Buddy... I felt your pain... and now that you've got SMOKEY, I'm so happy for you and for this furbaby, knowing that he's very lucky for having a wonderful Mom like you.... Buddy's special place in your heart can NEVER be replaced, but it can be SHARED with other furbaby like SMOKEY...

Someone had e-mailed me this poem... it came from rainbowbridge@BUDDY .COM





MAKE ROOM IN YOUR HEART

Sorrow fills a barren space;
you close your eyes and see my face
and think of times I made you laugh,
the love we shared, the bond we had,
the special way I needed you -
the friendship shared by just we two.
The day's too quiet, the world seems
older,
the wind blows now a little colder.
You gaze into the empty air
and look for me, but I'm not there -
I'm in heaven and I watch you,
and I see the world around you too.
I see little souls wearing fur,
souls who bark and souls who purr
born unwanted and unloved -
I see all this and more above -
I watch them suffer, I see them cry,
I see them lost, I watch them die.
I see unwanted thousands born -
and when they die, nobody mourns.
These little souls wearing fur
(Some who bark and some who purr)
are castaways who - unlike me -
will never know love or security.
A few short months they starve and
roam,
Or caged in shelters - nobody takes
home.
They're special too (furballs of
pleasure),
filled with love and each one, a
treasure.
My pain and suffering came to an
end,
so don't cry for me, my person, my
friend.
But think of the living - those souls
with fur
(some who bark and some who purr)
-
And though our bond can't be broken
apart,
make room for another in your home
and your heart.

Big hugs from me and MISSY!!