If you’re aching for a friend with paws

 If you’re aching for a friend with paws

who had to take the path ahead,
they’re chasing light in peaceful fields
just beyond where we can see —
never truly far.

When twilight smooths the water
and the first stars gather,
that little sound in an empty room
is their love finding its way back to you.
Connections like this don’t end —
they soften, but stay lit
like embers quietly glowing.

We share one sky, one moon,
one gentle pull of memory.
You, them, and every shining star
still belong to one another tonight.
So hold them close in your thoughts
as the shoreline fades into dark.
The Rainbow Bridge begins in love —
and love does not disappear.