Over the Bridge
You left on a morning that looked like any other,
your warm weight lifted from the blanket's edge,
your soft face gone from the place by the window
where you watched the world from the narrow ledge.

They say there is a bridge across a meadow,
where the light is always kind and the grass runs green,
where every small, beloved creature rests
until the ones who loved them close the distance between.

I don't know if that's true.
I only know you were here, and then you were not,
and the space you left is a particular shape —
the shape of everything you were, and all I've got

is this: the memory of you in every room,
your name still on my lips, your fur still on the chair,
the way the morning changed the day you went —
and somehow, somewhere, the stubborn hope you're there.

Original poem — Cat Memorial Gifts

There is no correct way to grieve a cat. Some people find the idea of the rainbow bridge comforting — a place of warmth and light where animals wait without pain. Others find different things helpful. Whatever feels true to you is the right thing.

If you are looking for words to accompany a memorial, a card, or simply to read quietly to yourself, the poem above is yours to use. It is written to hold the kind of grief that comes from losing someone who was always simply there — part of the texture of ordinary days.

Some people find that having something to look at — a physical reminder they can return to — helps alongside the words. If you'd like a portrait of your cat in the rainbow-bridge style, personalised with their name, we create them gently and carefully: