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24 Touching Pet Loss Poems to Find Comfort In

Have you lost a pet and are looking for something to comfort you? Do you know someone grieving the loss of their pet and want to offer support and condolences?

One of the best ways is with pet loss poems. They can communicate feelings and emotions in a far greater way than our own words.

Poems go beyond a simple message and express the feelings we may be struggling to articulate ourselves. They can be touching, heartfelt, stir emotions or work as a way to come to terms with the loss.

So if you or someone you know is grieving the passing of a beloved animal friend then a pet loss poem may help to deal with that grief and bring a small amount of comfort amongst the pain.

Short Pet Loss Poems

These are some short and simple pet loss poems. They are perfect for including in a sympathy card or note, perhaps with a gift. You could also put these on something like a fridge magnet or framed with a photo of your lost pet to remember them.

A Bridge Called Love

It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.

And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.

There is a bridge of memories
from Earth to Heaven above…
It keeps our dear ones near us
It’s the bridge that we call love.



Don’t Cry for Me When I Am Gone

So, though I give you all my heart,
the time will come when we must part.
But all around you, you will see,
creatures that speak to you of me;
a tired horse, a hunted thing,
a sparrow with a broken wing.
Pity – and help (I know you will)
and somehow, I will be with you still;
and I shall know, although I’m gone,
the love I gave you lingers on.



They Will Not Go Quietly

They will not go quietly,
the pets who’ve shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.
Old habits still can make us think
we hear them at the door
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them…
and always will.



Her Journey’s Just Begun

Don’t think of her as gone away –
her journey’s just begun,
life holds so many facets –
this earth is only one.

Just think of her as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.

Think how she must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.

And think of her as living

And think of her as living
In the hearts of those she touched
For nothing loved is ever lost –
And she was loved so much.

Ellen Brenneman


Golden Eyes

When golden eyes no longer glow,
and we both know it’s time to go,

Don’t look at me with eyes so sad,
but think of better times we had,

When sunlight did upon us shine,
and happy days were yours and mine,

And through the grass we both did run,
and on our backs we felt the sun,

Think not of this dark final hour,
think not of when our lives turned sour,

Think not of hopelessness and pain,
but think of joy and laugh again,

For in that final act of love,
you released me to heaven above,

Where finally from pain I’m free,
where one day you will join with me,

Where together again we will rejoice,
and you and I as with one voice,

Will in perfect harmony sing,
of the joy and pain that love can bring,

And remember me just as I will,
always think of you until,

At last again I see your face,
grieve not, I am in a better place.

Carol Walker


Pet loss poem

Long Pet Loss Poems

These are much longer and more in depth poems. They can be used for memorial and funeral readings.

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies who has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….



Tribute to a Best Friend

Sunlight streams through the window pane
unto a spot on the floor….
then I remember,
it’s where you used to lie,
but now you are no more.
Our feet walk down a hall of carpet,
and muted echoes sound….
then I remember,
It’s where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it can’t be yours….
your golden voice is still.
But I’ll take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall.
I’ll wrap these treasured memorials
in a blanket of my love
and keep them for my best friend
until we meet above.


The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this — the last battle — can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.

We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We’ve been so close — we two — these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.



I Walk With You

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
“It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.

I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you, that I’m not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said “it’s me.”

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.

It’s possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew …
in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over and I smile and watch you yawning
and say “goodnight, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out . then come home to be with me.



Four Feet in Heaven

Your favorite chair is vacant now…
No eager purrs to greet me.
No softly padded paws to run
Ecstatically to meet me.

No coaxing rubs, no plaintive cry
Will say it’s time for feeding.
I’ve put away your bowl, and all
The things you won’t be needing;

But I will miss you little friend,
For I could never measure
The happiness you brought me,
The comfort and the pleasure.

And since God put you here to share
In earthly joy and sorrow;
I’m sure there’ll be a place for you
In Heaven’s bright tomorrow…

Alice E. Chase


May I Go Now

May I go now?
Do you think the time is right?
May I say goodbye to pain filled days
and endless lonely nights?
I’ve lived my life and done my best,
an example tried to be.
So can I take that step beyond
and set my spirit free?

I didn’t want to go at first,
I fought with all my might.
But something seems to draw me now
to a warm and loving light.
I want to go
I really do.
It’s difficult to stay.

But I will try as best I can
to live just one more day.
To give you time to care for me
and share your love and fears.
I know you’re sad and afraid,
because I see your tears.

I’ll not be far,
I promise that, and hope you’ll always know
that my spirit will be close to you
wherever you may go.
Thank you so for loving me.
You know I love you too,
that’s why it’s hard to say goodbye
and end this life with you.

So hold me now just one more time
and let me hear you say,
because you care so much for me,
you’ll let me go today.

Written for a beloved pet & friend

Susan A. Jackson


I’m Still Here

Friend, please don’t mourn for me
I’m still here, though you don’t see.
I’m right by your side each night and day
… And within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I’m always near.
I’m everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I’ll never depart
As long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I’ll never wander out of your sight
I’m the brightest star on a summer night.
I’ll never be beyond your reach
I’m the warm moist sand when you’re at the beach.
I’m the colourful leaves when Autumn’s around
And the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I’m the beautiful flowers of which you’re so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
And you’ll see that the face in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking there’s no one to love you,
You can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
And you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.
I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
And the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I’m the smile you see on a baby’s face.
Just look for me, friend, I’m every place!

Chelsea Hanson

Dog loss poem

Dog Loss Poems

The poems above were more general in their tone and aimed at the loss of a non specific pet. The poems below are all for dogs and reflect why they’re called a mans best friend.

Four Feet

I have done mostly what most men do,
And pushed it out of my mind;
But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,
Four-Feet trotting behind.

Day after day, the whole day through
Wherever my road inclined
Four-feet said, “I am coming with you!”
And trotted along behind.

Now I must go by some other round,
Which I shall never find
Somewhere that does not carry the sound
Of Four-Feet trotting behind.

Rudyard Kipling


Lend Me a Pup

I will lend to you for awhile
a puppy, God said,
For you to love him while he lives
and to mourn for him when he is gone.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
or maybe for two or three.
But will you, till I call him back
take care of him for me?

He’ll bring his charms to gladden you
and (should his stay be brief)
you’ll always have his memories
as solace for your grief .
I cannot promise that he will stay,
since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.

I’ve looked the whole world over
in search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowd life’s land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labour vain
Nor hate me when I come to take my pup back again.
I fancied that I heard them say

“Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done,”
For all the joys this pup will bring,
the risk of grief you’ll run.
Will you shelter him with tenderness
Will you love him while you may
And for the happiness you’ll know forever grateful stay.
But should I call him back
much sooner than you’ve planned
Please brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand.

If, by your love, you’ve managed
my wishes to achieve,
In memory of him that you’ve loved,
cherish every moment with your faithful bundle,
and know he loved you too.



A Good Dog Never Dies

A good dog never dies, he always stays,
he walks besides you on crisp autumn days
when frost is on the fields and winter’s drawing near,
his head within our hand in his old way.



Treasured Friend

I lost a treasured friend today
The little dog who used to lay
Her gentle head upon my knee
And shared her silent thoughts with me.

She’ll come no longer to my call
Retrieve no more her favourite ball
A voice far greater than my own
Has called her to his golden throne.

Although my eyes are filled with tears
I thank him for the happy years
He let her spend down here with me
And for her love and loyalty.

When it is time for me to go
And join her there, this much I know
I shall not fear the transient dark
For she will greet me with a bark.



Losing a dog leaves a hole in your heart,
You simply just wait for your life to restart.
The hurt is so deep that you wonder just how,
You’ll ever recover from pain you feel now.

But time is a blessing and memories are gold.
The years that you loved her and watched her grow old,
Are gifts that she leaves you to treasure and then,
One day you’ll see her and love her again.

Glenda Gillis


Cat loss poem

Cat Loss Poems

Cats are just as popular as dogs and losing one just as painful. These poems look at the impact our feline friends have on our lives and how we miss them.

To Love Again

Oh what unhappy twist of fate
Has brought you homeless to my gate,
The gate where once another stood
To beg for shelter, warmth and food?

For from that day I ceased to be
The master of my destiny,
While she, with purr and velvet paw
Became within my house the law.

She scratched the furniture and shed
And claimed the middle of my bed,
She ruled in arrogance and pride
And broke my heart the day she died.

So if you really think, oh cat
I’d willingly relive all that,
Because you come forlorn and thin
Well don’t just stand there – come on in!



Heavenly Nap

You lived your nine lives here with me
my loyal, loving friend,
Then God took you up to Paradise
to live life number ten.

I’ll bet you’re peacefully lying
upon an angel’s lap.
Purring there, without a care
having a heavenly nap.

I’ll miss you for a little while,
but our friendship will not end.
Time will pass, and then at last
you’ll be on my lap again.

Ron Tranmer


They will not go quietly,
the cats who’ve shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.

Old habits still make us think
we hear a meow at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.

Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.

And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them… and always will.

Linda Barnes


Cat loss poem

Other Animal Loss Poems

Whilst dogs and cats are the most popular pets it would be wrong to ignore all the other animals that touch our lives. Horses, hamsters, rabbits and many more can be just as important to their owners as cars and dogs are to theirs. These poems should

For Horses

Don’t Cry for the Horses

Don’t cry for the horses that life has set free.
A million white horses forever to be.
Don’t cry for the horses now in God’s hand.
As they dance and they prance in a heavenly band.
They were ours as a gift, but never to keep.
As they close their eyes forever to sleep.
Their spirits unbound. On silver wings they fly.
A million white horses against the blue sky.
Look up into heaven, you’ll see them above.
The horses we lost, the horses we loved.
Manes and tails flowing they gallop through time.
They were never yours – they were never mine.
Don’t cry for the horses. They’ll be back someday.
When our time is gone, they will show us the way.
Do you hear that soft nicker? Close to your ear?
Don’t cry for the horses. Love the ones that are here.

Brenda Riley-Seymore


Again the early-morning sun was generous with its warmth.
All the sounds dear to a horseman were around me
the snort of the horses as they cleared their throats, the gentle swish of their tails,
the tinkle of irons as we flung the saddles over their backs – little sounds of no importance,
but they stay in the unconscious library of memory.


Wynford Vaughan-Thomas

The hooves of horses!
Oh! witching and sweet
Is the music earth steals from the iron-shod feet;
No whisper of lover, no trilling of bird,
Can stir me as much as hooves of horses
Have stirred.

Will H. Ogilvi


Horse loss poem

For Rabbits

Invisible Bunny

Wake up Mum, wake up quick!
I have to stop your nightmares or you’ll get sick.
I’m still here Mum I’ve not gone
Instead I’m just in spirit; I’m now an invisible bun.
Don’t cry Mum
I can’t bare to see you sad,
You were my best friend
The best a bunny could have.

When you sleep in the night
I’m lying by your side
I listen to your heartbeat
And I nuzzle you with pride.
Sometimes I bring my bunny friends
Just to let them see
The one who was my Mum
The special one to me.

In the morning when you wake Mum
I miss your lovely smile,
You can still wave
You see, I can still see you, although you can’t see me?

I follow you around
I’m the shadow in the corner of your eye,
I’m still your little bunny
And I will never die.

The loss of a pet can be such a difficult time. They so often become one the most important things in our lives – members of the family, there to comfort us at our lowest points, the source of such happiness.

So when we lose them it’s just awful. Nothing to can prepare you for that loss. And very little can help to comfort or console you as you grieve.

But we still try. We reach out to others who have lost a pet. We want to comfort them. Mainly because we know what they’re going through.

So hopefully these pet loss poems have helped with that and either made offering your condolences and support easier or provided you comfort as you grieve a pet who has passed away.

14 thoughts on “24 Touching Pet Loss Poems to Find Comfort In”

  1. In the late 1980s I saw a lovely piece of calligraphy in a craft show. It was a poem about the death of a cat and, as far s I can remember it, it talked about the things that the cat had done, eg climbing trees. It was about a cat at the end of its life and I think it was just about to be taken to the vet for the last time. I am pretty sure that the last line was ‘And then he closed my eyes’.
    I meant to go back to the exhibition and write out the poem (no mobiles in those days!) but didn’t do so. It has haunted me ever since; I have searched scores of poetry books & websites but never found it. Does anyone recognise this last line? Thank you.

  2. I had to put my buddy Murphy down last week. The pain is overwhelming. I wrote this to help me cope

    Please feel free to share it with the copyright info,.

    There was a dog here once
    There are scratches in the wooden floor
    And the stains on the couch and on the chair
    There’s a paw mark on the back door.
    And everywhere, hair.

    There was a dog here once.
    There’s a bag of treats near the sink
    A faint doggy smell hanging in the air
    There are Kongs all red and blue and pink
    And everywhere, hair

    There was a dog here once
    There’s a collar hanging on a peg
    The vet’s last bill on the kitchen counter
    There’s a table with a chewed up leg
    And everywhere, fur

    There was a dog here once
    There’s yesterday’s dog food still in the bowl
    On the fridge, a photo from daycare
    There’s the dog bed with the patched up hole
    And everywhere, hair.

    There was a dog here once
    There’s an empty place in my chest
    It’s always too soon and it’s always not fair
    There’s tears and there’s sobs and long nights with no rest
    And god, oh god, oh god, I’ll miss the hair

    © 2020 Jay Brennan

    There Was a Dog Here Once by Jay Brennan is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 4.0. To view a copy of this license, visit https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0

    • Jay,

      My deepest condolences for the lost of your dear buddy Murphy.

      Such a lovely poem that you have wrote.

      May I used it (I will of course use the copyright info & credit you)? I am slowly building my library of poems as I am studying to become a celebrant who will eventually perform pet memorial services.

      Thanking you in advance

  3. I had a dog his name was champ my best friends dad gave him to me when i was three i had him for four years and then he got hit by a car i was seven at that time i was not there though i was at my grandmothers. when i came home i asked my mom where he was and she told me what happened i was playing a video game and when she told me i dropped the controler and started crying like a baby. but that was three years ago i’ve been thinking about him alot lately. and how i never did get to say goodbye i miss him dearly. i pray god is taking good care of him.

  4. My dog rose got put down she was so sweet her hips were bad to were she could hardly walk she was a pit bull but welcomed anyone I got her when I was 4 she was also 4 at the time she was so old I had planed out everything but we can only fallow gods plan.

  5. This was so beautiful. I have some quotes of my own too. And poems. Here’s a sad poem I created.

    Here a dog had stayed
    He was all alone
    Streetful and strayed
    I took him in and made him family
    It made me glad
    And it made him happy
    Then when the time had come
    I couldn’t let him go
    But I understood
    And decided to always know
    My dog made me happy and glad
    Every time I was upset
    He cheered me up when I was sad
    So when he left
    I couldn’t bear to take it
    Then I decided to remember each memory
    Bit by bit
    Because my dog was never mine
    But a very special friend
    Who was oh so fine
    Although I miss him terribly
    The one thing that truly
    Made me happy
    Was that my dog was safe in God’s arms
    That God kept my dog safe from all
    Sorts of harms
    But I am excited
    That when I die
    I can greet my dog
    and we both can test our wings to fly.

    Hope you liked it.

  6. my teacher lost her cat garfield a few days ago… shes very sad about it.. maybe you could add more cat poems abouts a boy cat? thanks. shes really sad.

  7. my teacher lost her cat garfield a few days ago… shes very sad about it.. maybe you could add more cat poems abouts a boy cat? thanks. shes really sad. and that cat was amazing once it broght home a bird.. alive!! so she named it jeff and now she has a pet bird.

  8. Another lovely poem is Terri Harrison’s Pawprints Left by You:

    “you no longer greet me

    as I walk through the door,

    youre not there to make me smile,

    to make me laugh any more,

    life seems quiet without you,

    you were far more than a pet,

    you were family member, a friend,

    a loving soul I will never forget,

    it will take time to heal,

    for the silence to go away,

    I still listen for you,

    and miss you everyday,

    you were such a great companion,

    constant, loyal, and true,

    my heart will always wear,

    the paw prints left by you.”

  9. hi everyone im going through the loss of my sweet dog rosa she was 13 years old she was a pitbull but the sweetest girl ive ever met she was so loyal her 13 years with me i loved so much and miss her so deeply i hope this pain eases up cause it hurts so bad

  10. Mossy

    I drove through the tears
    with my mind in the rear
    view mirror.

    Last nights thunder echoed
    all the fear we knew existed
    for a dog alone and dying.

    The time had come to say
    goodbye in silence.

    Then, to the mystic mountain
    with hearts and hands already
    heavy in the stony clay.

    An Irish mist came softly down
    and leafless trees with water
    buds, did weep.


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