I dreamt there was a field beyond the sky with rolling hills bathed golden by the sun. A place where all the souls of piggies fly when sleep and dreams on Earth to them have come.
Long shadows of a leafy, spreading tree give comfort to the piggies heading past, and mama pig calls, "Please come home to me. Your journey's destination's here at last."
The smell of berries red ripe on the vine is veiled in clover and in baby's breath. No sadness shall you feel at eventide. Just nestle next to mama and be at rest.
I dreamed a thousand dreams of hope and then all piggies old shall be made new again.
Thanks :) We're going to bury her today, and plant a beautiful flowering bush in the spring. It was sooo fast, I mean all in the course of an hour she was sick, we tried to get her to the emergency vet place, and she passed on the way. Just so out of nowhere.
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with rolling hills bathed golden by the sun.
A place where all the souls of piggies fly
when sleep and dreams on Earth to them have come.
Long shadows of a leafy, spreading tree
give comfort to the piggies heading past,
and mama pig calls, "Please come home to me.
Your journey's destination's here at last."
The smell of berries red ripe on the vine
is veiled in clover and in baby's breath.
No sadness shall you feel at eventide.
Just nestle next to mama and be at rest.
I dreamed a thousand dreams of hope and then
all piggies old shall be made new again.
-unknown
Hang in there sweetie!
Lah ya!
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Sorry for your loss baby.
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