Heaven goes by favour.  
If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
Mark Twain-1835-1910

     Do Not Cry

Do not cry, for I have found true peace,
And though I'm sad, my aches do cease,
I know you wanted me to stay,
But it can't always be that way.

Do not cry, for now the fields I pass,
I play and frolic in the grass,
My friends love me and I am free,
For this is how it's meant to be.

Do not cry, for I am not alone,
I have a huge and juicy bone,
The water here is crystal clear,
Never again will I feel fear.

Do not cry, for though you miss my love,
I watch you from the skies above,
And there are lots more troubled souls,
That need you to refill their bowls.

So do not cry, for time will come,
When we will once again be one,
You'll climb that wondrous coloured ridge,
To where I wait, at Rainbow Bridge.

© Simone 'Vagabond' Byrne 23rd March, 1999
This poem was written by my dear friend Simone..
and used with her permission

Please visit Simone's beautiful site
http://users.tpg.com.au/ozpoet/index.html