Warm light coming from far below, twinkling, sparkling is the candle's glow.
All is well up on the ridge, the place we know as Rainbow Bridge.
Borzoi sleeping in heaven's light, tended by candles in the night.
Peaceful dreams be theirs to keep, as they slumber in this night so deep.
Hearts on earth that miss them so, take comfort in the candles glow.
Watching for them in skies above, bound eternally by leads of love.
