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Michael Angelo

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Michael Angelo

Birth
Sylmar, Los Angeles County, California, USA
Death
28 Mar 2005 (aged 2)
Sylmar, Los Angeles County, California, USA
Burial
Cremated, Location of ashes is unknown Add to Map
Memorial ID
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There is a Bridge Connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its 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.
Thos old and frail animals are young again.
Those who have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other.
But, There is 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 ear are up, and the eyes are staring,
and this one suddenly runs from the group.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend
meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again
Your face is kissed again and again; your hands again caress the beloved head,
and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet, so long
gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be seperated.

There is a Bridge Connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its 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.
Thos old and frail animals are young again.
Those who have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other.
But, There is 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 ear are up, and the eyes are staring,
and this one suddenly runs from the group.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend
meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again
Your face is kissed again and again; your hands again caress the beloved head,
and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet, so long
gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be seperated.


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