Kylie Marika   

(July 2, 1989 - June 3, 2004)

My dearest Kylie,

"You stood beside me, never doubting and never judging.  You were my best friend, my companion and my angel sent to me directly from heaven and I know in my heart you had to return.  I will love you always my beautiful girl!"

The Rainbow Bridge (poem)

By the edge of the woods at the foot of a hill,

Is a lush green meadow where time stands still.

Where the friends of man and woman do run,

where their time on earth is over and done.

For here between this world and the next,

Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.

On this golden land they wait and they play,

Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.

No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,

For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.

Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,

Their bodies have healed, their strength imbued.

They romp through the grass, without even a care,

Until one day they stop and sniff the air.

All ears prick forward, eyes dart front to back,

Then all of the sudden, one breaks from the pack.

For just at that instant, their eyes have met,

Together again, both person and pet.

So, they run to each other, these friends from long past,

The time of their parting is over at last.

The sadness they felt while they were apart,

Has turned into joy once more in each heart.

They embrace with a love that will last forever,

And then side-by-side, they cross over.....together.

copyright 1998 Steve and Diane Bodofsky.

We will hike together again one day my sweet girl!

Oh, how I miss you dearly!

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