This is a poem I wrote last night about Chloe and Phoebe. It came from my
and is dedicated to those two precious little girls who are at the Rainbow Bridge.
Two little fur babies born into this world,
Four legs, a tail, no hair, not a curl.
Oneâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s name was Chloe,
The other one Phoebes,
From up state New York
They came to be.
These two little kitties,
So full of life,
Went to Clint and Reneâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s,
To live without strife.
Chloe was tiny
And headstrong to boot.
On Reneâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s shoulder sheâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]d ride,
People chuckled “What a hoot!â€
Big sister Phoebs
Could be found curled in her bed
Near the door in the kitchen
Never raising her head
They ate and they played
And slept
hours on end
Knowing full well
They were among friends
Friends who were saviors
With big hearts of gold
That spent all of their time
Making sure they werenâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t cold
For these two little girls
Unique as they were
Had medical problems
Vets just couldnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t cure
It wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t till later
These kitties took ill
No liquid or shot
Not even a pill
Could help these poor babies
Get through all their pain
Rene knew it was time
To no longer restrain.
It hasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t been long
Since they passed over the ridge
Down through the meadows
Up to the Bridge
Where all fur babies go
When they leave Godâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s green earth
To pass over the Rainbow Bridge
With their humans from earth
Both Chloe and Phoebe
Are now in a place
Happy and thriving till
Due to Godâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s grace
They will meet once again
The saviors that be
Who helped them through life
That was Clint and Rene
Two little fur babies born into this world,
Four legs, a tail, no hair, not a curl.
Oneâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s name was Chloe,
The other one Phoebes,
From up state New York
They came to be.
These two little kitties,
So full of life,
Went to Clint and Reneâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s,
To live without strife.
Chloe was tiny
And headstrong to boot.
On Reneâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s shoulder sheâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]d ride,
People chuckled “What a hoot!â€
Big sister Phoebs
Could be found curled in her bed
Near the door in the kitchen
Never raising her head
They ate and they played
And slept
Knowing full well
They were among friends
Friends who were saviors
With big hearts of gold
That spent all of their time
Making sure they werenâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t cold
For these two little girls
Unique as they were
Had medical problems
Vets just couldnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t cure
It wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t till later
These kitties took ill
No liquid or shot
Not even a pill
Could help these poor babies
Get through all their pain
Rene knew it was time
To no longer restrain.
It hasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t been long
Since they passed over the ridge
Down through the meadows
Up to the Bridge
Where all fur babies go
When they leave Godâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s green earth
To pass over the Rainbow Bridge
With their humans from earth
Both Chloe and Phoebe
Are now in a place
Happy and thriving till
Due to Godâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s grace
They will meet once again
The saviors that be
Who helped them through life
That was Clint and Rene
