the circle of life


The sky is piercing blue, the sun is warming the earth. Things are changing – renewal is in the air. Every second holds the possibility of birth, and death. A fresh new blossom will have its brief shining moment before naturally withering to go on to its next calling, of nourishing the earth so once again, a new blossom can arrive. The circle is never broken.

Go outside, and relish the air, the sun, the sky, and all the fresh new buds which will be bursting open this weekend. When they fall, mourn them, but only for a time.

You will see them again. Good bye my friend…

Herbie, Dec 24, 1992 – April 18, 2007

3 thoughts on “the circle of life

  1. Cord, A good friend sent me a sympathy card last year when Peetee died, and this poem was in it. It helped me and I hope it helps you too.
    In the Loss of Your Pet
    There must be a heaven
    for the animal friends we love.
    They are not human, yet they bring out our own humanity…sometimes in ways that other people cannot.
    They do not worry about fame or fortune…instead; they bring our hearts nearer to the joy of simple things.
    Each day they teach us little lessons in trust and steadfast affection.
    Whatever heaven may be,
    there’s surely a place in it
    for friends as good as these.

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