The evening my old dog
went over the Rainbow Bridge
to join her litter sister,
I looked in the darkening
westward skies to say a prayer
to the bright Evening Star
as I do each night.
Twin little stars were right
beside her twinkling there:-
Pollux and Castor.
I’d never seen them before.
And I knew my girls were
back together again.
That helped to ease my pain. http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/wednesday-poetry-prompts-326/comment-page-1#comment-3576023
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