And now I’ve reached that Rainbow Bridge
and turn a mournful eye
t’ward ‘mom and dad’ who cared for me
and implore them not to cry.
My life, though short, was brimmed with love’s
sweet tenderness, so treasured.
The affection that they showered on me
not ever could be measured.
And now I cross that Rainbow Bridge
it no longer seems obscure.
There’s nothing there t’will trouble me
no more pain must I endure.
I stop and turn – just one last look
and see my parents aching,
the tears well up in my wee eyes
my doleful heart is breaking.
And now I’ve crossed that Rainbow Bridge
auf wiederschein I bade
It’s not goodbye, we’ll meet again
no love will be mislaid.
And anxiously I’ll await for you
an e’er-vigilant eye I’ll keep
and every hour, with hope I’ll dream
of that day when next we’ll meet.
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