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"Tara" here at 5 months
born 060307+ 070809 
By SUCH FINUCH DKUCH Aaniston Afternoons & Coffeespoons x Aaniston Pagan-In-Hand
Owner: Anna Johansson, Vännäs

Beautiful little Tara was killed by a train yesterday evening, We are all devostated.

~Tara you will always be in my heart - I will miss you forever~
~I never saw blue like that before~

Taras family asked me if I could write this poem The Rainbow Bridge from them (author unknown)
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of it's many colors. 
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys with lush green grass
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm spring weather. 

The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other. There is only one thing missing.
They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. 
So, each day they run and play, until the day comes 
when one suddenly stops playing and looks up!
The nose twitches! The ears are up! The eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group! 
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. 
Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated

Tara we loved you more than words could tell
and it hurts so much when you are not here anymore
Remember this isn't the end.
You are safe in our hearts.
~ Taras family~

~Min lilla Ängel Tara~

Ängeln i rummet

Det bor en ängel i mitt rum
hon har sitt bo ovanför mitt huvud
hon gör mej lugn
och hon viskar till mej
allt det jag säger dej

Det bor en annan i min kropp
hon har den vackraste av själar
hon är kärlek och hopp
och hon berättar för dej
hur mycket jag älskar dej

Det bor en ande vid min fot
som blåser värme över huden
det kittlar och du såg att jag log
men när hon andas på mej
är det för att jag ska komma
och värma dej

Här är jag med allt det andra
som gör en människa hel
och jag hoppas
jag hoppas att du orkar
och att ängeln i rummet
det är henne
du ser

~Jag glömmer dig aldrig flickan~
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