Missy was a beautiful spirit that gave us so much love and joy. We shared many happy times as we travelled the country in our RV. She loved life and exploring all the different areas we travelled. Unfortunately, life took a bitter turn when she was diagnosed with cancer. We were able to give her a few months of happiness and comfort, but the time came when she had to cross that rainbow bridge. We know that she is now happy and well and with her dear companion dog, Sammy, who crossed the bridge several years ago. Missy we miss you and will always love you.
somebody dies, a cloud turns into
an angel, and flies up to tell God
to put another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to
the world, and sings
a silent prayer
that makes the
rain cry. People dis-
appear, but they never really go away.
The spirits up there
put the sun to
bed, wake up grass, and spin the
in dizzy circles. Sometimes you
see them dancing in a cloud during
day-time, when they're supposed
to be sleeping. They
paint the rain-
bows and also
the sunsets and make
waves splash and tug at the tide.
toss shooting stars and listen to
wishes. And when they sing wind-
songs, they whisper to us, don't
miss me too much.
The view is nice
and I'm doing just fine.