| Location | Berne |
| Age | 2 months |
| Date of Birth | 01/04/2009 |
| Date of Death | 29/06/2009 |
| Visitors | 2,637 since 03/07/2009 |
| Creator |
Such a cute kitty but never had a chance to live long I was going to take it to try to fill the gap left by my sweet Kirah but it wasn't to be I guess
I have her sister now but still think of this sweet little baby everyday--Her sad little sick face she was so pretty though such pretty colors and fluffy fur
Rest in peace sweet kitty sorry we never got to bring you home We love you anyway please play with Kirah in Heaven xxxxx
☜♡☞ The Wings That Fly Us Home ☜♡☞
There are many ways of being in this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine
Is a hero’s blood more righteous than a hobo’s sip of wine
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Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun
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I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand
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I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son
The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone
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And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
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It’s the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home.
~ Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver
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~ Winter Snow ~
This is the time of wonder,
The season of the star...
Enraptured by its splendor,
Our thoughts go winging afar
Across the memories and miles,
Like angel melody,
Till every face is wreathed in smiles...
Hearts hold tranquillity.
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And as the snow falls, pure and white
On roof and street and hill,
Joy settles in our hearts tonight,
Glad tidings of goodwill,
On homes and hearth fires, peace descends,
And as the candles glow,
Flames of faith are kindled...
Love shines across the snow.
Author Unknown •∕̆̃̃•
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ჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓ
ღ LIFE is a series of little deaths out of which life always returns.
…~ Charles Feidelson, Jr.
ღ LOVE is the vital core of the soul, and of all you see, only love is infinite.
…~ Rumi
♥ ═ೋღ♥ ═ೋღ♥
ღ A Farewell ღ
FAREWELL, oh dream of mine!
I dare not stay;
The hour is come, and time
Will not delay:
Pleasant and dear to me
Wilt thou remain;
No future hour
Brings thee again.
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She stands, the Future dim,
And draws me on,
And shows me dearer joys—
But thou art gone!
Treasures and Hopes more fair,
Bears she for me,
And yet I linger,
Oh dream, with thee!
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Other and brighter days,
Perhaps she brings;
Deeper and holier songs,
Perchance she sings;
But thou and I, fair time,
We too must sever—
Oh dream of mine,
Farewell for ever!
~ Adelaide Anne Procter
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♥†♥ Our sweetest songs are those that tell our saddest thought. ♥†♥
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley ~
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*ღ* Fallen Embers *ღ*
Once, as my heart remembers,
All the stars were fallen embers.
Once, when night seemed forever
I was with you.
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Once, in the care of morning
In the air was all belonging.
Once, when that day was dawning.
I was with you.
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How far we are from morning.
How far we are
And the stars shining through the darkness,
Falling in the air.
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Once, as the night was leaving
into us our dreams were weaving.
Once, all dreams were worth keeping.
I was with you.
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Once, when our hearts were singing,
I was with you.
~ Sung by Enya, Lyrics by Roma Ryan ~
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♥ If We Never Meet Again ♥
(I will meet you on that beautiful shore)
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey
And perhaps never meet anymore
Till we gather in heaven's bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore
If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven
By the side of the river of life
Where the charming roses bloom forever
And where separations come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore
Oh they say we shall meet by the river
Where no storm clouds ever darken the sky
And they say we'll be happy in heaven
In the wonderful sweet by and by
If we never meet again...
(If we never meet again this side of heaven)
I will meet you on that beautiful shore
(Beautiful beautiful shore)
♥ Albert E. Brumley ♥
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❦ After Great Pain, a Formal Feeling Comes ❦
After great pain, a formal feeling comes—
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs—
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?
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The Feet, mechanical, go round—
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought—
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone—
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This is the Hour of Lead—
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow—
First—Chill—then Stupor—then the letting go—
(Emily Dickinson)
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☜♡☞ Time’s Cure ☜♡☞
Mourn, O rejoicing heart!
The hours are flying;
Each one some treasure takes,
Each one some blossom breaks,
And leaves it dying;
The chill, dark night draws near -
The sun will soon depart,
And leave thee sighing,
Then mourn, rejoicing heart!
The hours are flying!
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Rejoice, O grieving heart!
The hours fly fast -
With each some sorrow dies,
With each some shadow flies;
Until at last
The red dawn in the east
Bids weary night depart,
And pain is past;
Rejoice then, grieving heart!
The hours fly fast!
☜♡☞ Anonymous ☜♡☞
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This world is not conclusion;
A sequel stands beyond,
Invisible, as music,
But positive, as sound.
~ Emily Dickinson
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Perplexed Music…☆
Experience, like a pale musician, holds
A dulcimer of patience in his hand,
Whence harmonies, we cannot understand,
Of God; will in his worlds, the strain unfolds
In sad-perplexed minors: deathly colds
Fall on us while we hear, and countermand
Our sanguine heart back from the fancy-land
With nightingales in visionary wolds.
We murmur ‘Where is any certain tune
Or measured music in such notes as these?’
But angels, leaning from the golden seat,
Are not so minded their fine ear hath won
The issue of completed cadences,
And, smiling down the stars, they whisper—SWEET.
~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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*ღ* On Another’s Sorrow *ღ*
Can I see another’s woe,
And not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another’s grief,
And not seek for kind relief?
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Can I see a falling tear,
And not feel my sorrow’s share?
Can a father see his child
Weep, nor be with sorrow fill’d?
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Can a mother sit and hear
An infant groan, an infant fear?
No, no! never can it be!
Never, never can it be!
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And can he who smiles on all
Hear the wren with sorrows small,
Hear the small bird’s grief & care,
Hear the woes that infants bear,
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And not sit beside the nest,
Pouring pity in their breast;
And not sit the cradle near,
Weeping tear on infant’s tear;
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And not sit both night and day,
Wiping all our tears away?
O! no, never can it be!
Never, never can it be!
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He doth give his joy to all;
He becomes an infant small;
He becomes a man of woe;
He doth feel the sorrow too.
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Think not thou canst sigh a sigh,
And thy maker is not by;
Think not thou canst weep a tear,
And thy maker is not near.
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O! he gives to us his joy
That our grief he may destroy;
Till our grief is fled & gone
He doth sit by us and moan.
~ William Blake ~
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Why should I say goodbye, my dear? ...☆
Why should I say goodbye? ...☆
I go, yet still I'll be with thee, ...☆
And staying here, thou shalt be with me! ...☆
~ William Freeland ~
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