| Location | Geneva In |
| Age | 10 years |
| Date of Birth | 8/1984 |
| Visitors | 717 since 27/02/2009 |
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Sheenah was my first fur baby and I loved her so much she was gentle and sweet and loved most
everyone
She was a great friend and a good dog I had her from a puppy but she did not live long enough for
me--In the picture she was still a young dog and had lost her two front bottom teeth and I told her
to show me and she did! I have several pictures of her opening her mouth and showing me when I asked
it was so funny!She would also "wave" and "sing" and when you ask her to give you "ah" she'd lay her
head on you as if to give you a hug
Love you Sheenah and hope you are in Heaven with God safe and warm and playing with Kirah again
all my love xxxxx
mommy
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♥ Do not judge a song by its duration
♥ Nor by the number of its notes
♥ Judge it by the richness of its contents
♥ Sometimes those unfinished are among the most poignant…
♥ Do not judge a song by its duration
♥ Nor by the number of its notes
♥ Judge it by the way it touches and lifts the soul
♥ Sometimes those unfinished are among the most beautiful…
♥ And when something has enriched your life
♥ And when it’s melody lingers on in your heart.
♥ Is it unfinished?
♥ Or is it endless?
~ Author Unknown ~
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A Poem of Hope
One song can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream.
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring.
One smile begins a friendship,
One handclasp lifts a soul.
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One word can frame the goal.
One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room,
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.
One step must start each journey,
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.
One voice can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what’s true.
One life can make the difference.
You see, it’s up to YOU!
(Author Unknown)
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♥ ♥ ♥ I Hope ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ By Sarah Magana ♥
I hope you surf the waves from the ocean,
Big and small.
I hope you watch the sunset,
From a mountain straight and tall.
I hope you can sing a song to all
the angels,
Loud and clear.
I hope you will try new things,
Never giving into fears.
I hope you find a rainbow,
And realize it was worth the rain.
I hope through your journey,
You will learn to balance smiles with pain.
I hope you watch the stars shoot by,
Upon a grassy hill.
I hope you know that I love you,
Always have and always will.
♥ FOR ALL OUR FURRY AND FEATHERED FRIENDS ♥ GONE TOO SOON ♥
The author of this beautiful poem wrote it for about the loss of her dear doggy friend, Skeeter. I think the words are so beautifully put and know that we can all relate to this passage in some way.
Love to you and your beautiful angel this Christmas and all year round, Mel. xxxxx
•♥ Skeeter ♥• •♥ Written by Forrest Phelps-Cook ♥•
No flags were flown at half mast
when my little baby died;
no limousine to carry her home
no crowds of mourners cried.
But the world for me stopped turning,
my heart is filled with pain
my tears could fill an ocean
I want to see her again.
I want to say I'm sorry
to feel her lick my face,
I want to hold her close to me
and always keep her safe.
I wonder how to end this hurt,
to ease my troubled soul,
I wonder how I can go on
without her I'm not whole.
And so I pray to God above
to take care of my child,
say thanks that she was here
if only for awhile.
And I will love another,
though she'll always be a part
of everything that's good and kind,
she will always have my heart.
I know that she is happy,
She is running in fields of gold,
and though I know she misses me
she'll someday be mine to hold.
So sleep my little baby,
your spirit now is free,
sleep my little baby,
you're still a part of me.
*** Take Time to Heal Now *** (by Teresa Wagner) ***
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Dying is the easier role
Returning Home to God, the angels
The spirit world of peace and love.
Our animal loved ones are there now
safe, whole, loved and ever loving.
It is in staying behind
on earth feeling alone
without the animals we love so dearly
that is the harder role.
The anguish of it comes unbidden,
when least expected,
seemingly unending, inescapable,
dark hours of pain.
Yet relief from pain
and healing and growth are possible too
Nourishment and support
are all around
in people, the animals, the sun, the rivers
in forests, in flowers, in books, in tapes,
in pictures, in song, from angels, from God
and the strength and wisdom
of our own souls.
We must only open our hearts
to the love waiting to help us heal.
Pouring our love and care and nurturing
onto our animals must shift now,
to loving and caring
and nurturing ourselves.
It is time for us now.
As one who has loved
so completely
so fully
You are just as important as the one who has died.
You do not dishonor your loved one
or their memory
by taking care of yourself.
Take time to heal now.
Make choices to grow now.
Love yourself as you love your animal.
Love yourself as your animal loves you.
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♥ Still I Cry ♥ Author Unknown ♥
I still hear your voice...
It echoes the canyons....
It whistles over the treetops,
and dances with the wind.
It moves in harmony with the clouds
skating the sleet blue sky...
Still I cry.
It chases the waters...
In oceans of green ... and owns the majesty
in the sound of rain.
It catches the snow
and the leaves in fall...
It claims a path,
down my beating heart.
It's a whisper on my shoulder
and a promise unspoken...
It unfolds my day
like petals of a rose...
It lingers by, Still I Cry...
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A NEW STAR
(Author Unknown)
I see a brighter star tonight
As I look at the sky;
It glistens in a teardrop
As it drifts upon a sigh.
A little light all filled with soul,
A speck so like the rest;
But to me it's brighter than the moon,
Above all, it's the best.
A part of earth for just awhile.
The heavens are its home;
Here it was confined as life,
There it's free to roam.
A little gem to crown the sky,
A jewel for all to see;
Its sparkle is for all mankind,
Its memory, just for me.
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ONENESS
The moment I die,
I will try to come back to you
as quickly as possible.
I promise it will not take long.
Isn't it true
I am already with you,
As I die each moment
I come back to you in every moment.
Just look,
Feel my presence.
If you want to cry,
Please cry.
And know that I will cry with you.
The tears you shed
Will heal us both.
Your tears are mine.
The earth I tread this morning
Transcends history.
Spring and Winter are both present in the moment.
The young leaf and the dead leaf are really one.
My feet touch deathlessness,
And my feet are yours. Walk with me now.
Let us enter the dimension of oneness
And see the cherry tree blossom in Winter.
Why should we talk about death
I don't need to die
To be back with you.
Written by Thich Nhat Hanh
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A Peek Into Heaven
Copyright 2006 Callie Sanders Thornton
Just one little peek into heaven,
Is all I'm asking for today.
I just want to know how she's doing,
And heaven seems so far away.
Is she playing on the clouds with angels?
Is she laughing and running today?
Does she miss me?
I guess only she knows.
Oh why does heaven seem so far away?
If you just let me look for a moment,
To catch a glimpse of her sweet smiling face,
I promise I won't try to take her,
I know, she's in a better place.
Just one little peek into heaven,
Is all I'm asking for today.
I just want to know how she's doing,
And heaven seems so far away...
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♥ I Hear Each Tear ♥
My Mom doesn't know I'm watching her
but I'm watching her just the same.
And I hear each tear fall on her face
at the mention of my name.
She says it sounds like music to her ears
and be heard over a crowd.
Oh, I hear each tear fall on her face,
when my name is said aloud.
I watch her stumble through each day
as she wishes the day would end.
And I hear each tear fall on her face
as she talks of me with her friends.
But there are few who truly understand.
Oh this I've heard her proclaim.
And I hear each tear fall on her face.
Will my Mom ever be the same?
I know that her smile can light up a sky,
But I don't see that smile today.
Oh, but I hear each tear fall on her face,
her blue skies have turned to grey.
Oh I send to her my warmest hug
with the rays of the morning sun.
Then I won't hear a tear fall on her face,
for I shall erase them one by one.
Yes, my Mom doesn't know I'm watching her,
but I'm watching her just the same.
And if I hear a tear fall on her face
I'll just softly whisper her name.
(Kay Des'Ormeaux)
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Summerlands
Just the other side of death's curtain are the Summerlands. All the pets who have died go through this curtain and though they can still watch us, we can't see them. Sometimes the curtain is thin in places and we catch a glimpse of our lost companion waiting on the other side. Sometimes the curtain twitches as they look through at us and we can feel them or feel a sudden draft as the curtain falls back into place. The Summerlands exist in the long, lazy late afternoons of an eternal golden summer of remembered childhood; the time when everything seems most alive and sweetest smelling. Our animals are young again and turned to perfect health. There is always space and time to play and love, places to be with others and places to be alone together. When our time comes, the curtain is lifted from our eyes and we can see the Summerlands ourselves. Waiting there for us are the animals and people we loved in life and we can see them clearly at last. The time has come for us to move away from the curtain and renew these interrupted friendships. Sometimes we can't help but take a peek through the curtain just to see how our own loved ones are doing before they come to join us.
Author Unknown
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