Over The Rainbow Fields
I made this page because I do not know what else to do. Goldie was my best friend.
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About Goldie
Goldie came to us as a tiny thing that fit in two hands. She grew up with our children, watched them leave for the school bus every morning from the far pasture and was waiting there every afternoon.
She was never fancy, never won a ribbon, never learned a single trick except the important one: knowing exactly when somebody needed company.
Remembering
 Home, where she waited on the far pasture |
A Poem
The Rainbow Fields
Beyond the hill where the clover grows
there is a field that the sunlight knows
where old friends run and never tire
and nap in grass instead of by the fire
And someday when my walking's done
I'll find you waiting in the sun
you'll lift your head and know my call
and we will walk home, after all
Light A Candle
If you have lost a pet too, please sign our guestbook and tell us their name. We will light a candle for them.
shadowstorm2000@compuverse.com
Last updated: 15 Jan 1999
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