| Location | Australia Wingello Nsw |
| Age | 14 years |
| Date of Birth | 12/1989 |
| Date of Death | 07/10/2004 |
| Visitors | 4,187 since 30/10/2008 |
| Creator |
You were the little clown
So clever and surprising,
How many times did you not
Show us a trick or two.
So placid and gentle as your kind is,
when we were sad, you would appear
holding a toy, inviting us to play,
as if you wanted us to know
that in life it exists a lighter side.
You closed your eyes peacefully,
I gave you a kiss,
a gesture of the love we hold for you,
but mostly to thank you,
for travelling some of our destiny.
In our heart there is a song,
that only the soul can sing,
we will never forget the music of your life,
we said goobye, however your place in our heart
forever will be filled with your gifts.
Your memory will always be,
Geraldine
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Magic Of A Rainbow
I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.
A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.
It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.
Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.
Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.
(Peggy Kociscin)
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
The times when
I miss you the most
I remind myself that
we can never really be apart
Because you are always
on my mind
and forever in my heart.
unknown
Where Peace Flows Like a River.
Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.
Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.
Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.
Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.
Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.
Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.
Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
2004
The Promise
To each and every faithful friend
With whom we stayed until the end
Rest in peace while we explain
That one day we will meet again
If we were not there and so did fail
To see the last wag of your tail
Our love for you will never wane
Forgive us, please, when we meet again
We were with your presence blessed
Your ample heart, which won the quest
For beauty, flowing in your vein
Will see the day we meet again
You gave us many happy years
Departing, with us crying tears
We pray that you were without pain
And promise that we will meet again
Greater friends we will not make
You are they that give not take
Perchance we have some more to gain
Until the day we meet again
When that day comes and we all meet
May you once more rise to your feet
To walk with us in sun not rain
And fulfil the promise to meet again
M. C. Kiff
Love You More
Do I love you
to the moon and back?
No I love you
more than that
I love you to the desert sands
the mountains, stars
the planets and
I love you to the deepest sea
and deeper still
through history
Before beyond I love you then
I love you now
I’ll love you when
The sun’s gone out
the moon’s gone home
and all the stars are fully grown
When I no longer say these words
I’ll give them to the wind, the birds
so that they will still be heard
I love you
Copyright James Carter
DREAMS
Dreams are where you relive memories,
a special time gone forever.
Dreams can take you to far away places,
that are only there while you sleep.
Dreams can make you smile or make you cry,
but when you wake you must say good-bye.
Dreamers can be what they want to be.
Dreamers are you and me.
Dreams are where you can see things,
that can no-longer be.
Dreams can take me to you,
no-matter where you are.
Dreams can make me smile or make me cry,
I never want to wake if I have to say good-bye.
Dreams can let me see you,
To touch you and hold you.
That's the only time I can be with you.
That's all I have left of you.
But I'll see you tonight in my dreams.
by Leslie D. Green
Remember Me
Remember me when roses bloom
And Spring returns again ---
For I am ever present in your midst
In the dawn and in the wind ---
You mustn't think I've gone away
For good - Instead remember me
The way I was in better days
The way it used to be ----
Remember me as I am now
Alive, at peace, and free ---
There is no place for sorrows past
Is just a lost memory ----
For life derives its' purest joy
In living day to day ---
Follow what I've taught you
And REMEMBER ME, this way .....
~~~~Dorothy Womack~~~~
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♥ From Water Bug to Dragonfly ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The bottom of the pond is muddy and dark
There is fear of the unknown
There is loneliness as things change
There is the desperation of being left behind
Not knowing, not understanding
Watching and waiting
Then the journey comes
Up the stem
What waits beyond?
Sunlight
Freedom
Dancing together in joy with those who went before
And who will come after.
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