Andrew Fentiman

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FOR MONDAY

In our hearts your memory lingers,
Sweetly tender, fond and true,
There is not a day, dear Loved One
That we do not think of you.

FOR TUESDAY

Nothing can ever take away
The love a heart holds dear.
Fond memories linger every day
Remembrance keeps them near.

FOR WEDNESDAY

Looking back with memories,
Upon the path you trod,
We bless the hours we had with you,
And leave the rest with God.

FOR THURSDAY

Those we love we never lose,
For always they will be,
Loved, remembered, treasured,
Always in our memory.

FOR FRIDAY

Memories Of Me

I’d like the memory of me
To be a happy one,
I’d like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles when life is done..

I’d like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
And bright and sunny days.

I’d like the tears of those who grieve,
To dry before the sun,
Of happy memories that I leave behind
When life is done.


FOR SATURDAY

Separated For Now


Although death has separated us physically,
Faith and love have bound us eternally.
Though we cannot see you,
We know you are here.

Though we cannot touch you,
We feel the warmth of your smile,
As we begin a new chapter in our lives.
Today we pause to reflect upon

Those who have shaped our character,
Molded our spirits and touched our hearts.
May the lighting of this candle be a
Reminder of the memories we have shared,

A representation of the everlasting
Impact you have made upon our lives.


FOR SUNDAY

A Special Gift

You were a gift sent straight from Heaven.
Given to us from God above.
We didn't know how much you would teach us
About the meaning of true love...

For true love sometimes means letting go
Of someone precious and dear.
That is what we were forced to do...
Although we wanted to keep you here!!!

However, this is quite a selfish wish.
One we know we should ignore...
But, sweet Angel, we truly do believe
That God must have needed you more...

Perhaps to be an Angel now,
Full of wisdom and love...
Watching over those of us who love you
From the shining stars above.

We miss you more than you can know.
You will never be replaced...
In our hearts and memories forever,
Will be your sweet and innocent sleeping face.


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Susan Simpson

November 15, 2010

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❤.... ✣...THINKING OF YOU ON YOUR ANGEL DAY... ✣ ... .❤

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Jude Swaddle

November 15, 2010

T'was The Night Before Christmas, He Lived All Alone
In A One Bedroom House Made Of Plaster And Stone
I Had Come Down The Chimney With Presents To Give
And To See Just Who, In This Small Home Did Live

I Looked All About, A Strange Sight I Did See -
No Tinsel No Presents, Not Even A Tree.
No Stocking By The Mantle Just Boots Filled With Sand
On The Wall Hung Pictures Of A Far Distant Land
With Medals And Badges, Awards Of All Kinds.
Then A Sober Thought Came Into My Mind

For This House Was Different, It Was Dark And Dreary,
T'was The Home Of A Soldier, Once I Could See Clearly
The Soldier Lay Sleeping, Silent, Alone
Curled Up On The Floor In This One Bedroom Home

The Face Was So Gentle, The Room In Disorder
Not How I Pictured A Lone Soldier..
Was This The Hero Of Whom I'd Just Read,
Curled Up On A Poncho, The Floor For A Bed

I Realised The Families That I Saw This Night
Owed Their Lives To These Soldiers, Who Were Willing To Fight
And Soon Round The World The Children Would Play
And Grownups Would Celebrate A Bright Christmas Day

They All Enjoy Freedom Each Month Of The Year
Because Of The Soldiers, Like The One Lying Here.
I Couldn't Help But Wonder, How Many Alone,
On A Cold Christmas Eve In A Land Far From Home?

The Very Thought Brought A Tear To My Eye
I Dropped To My Knees And Started To Cry
The Soldier Awakened, I Heard A Rough Voice
"Santa Don't Cry, This Life Is My Choice.
I Fight For Freedom, I Don't Ask For More
My Life Is My God, My Country, My Corps"

The Soldier Rolled Over And Drifted To Sleep.
I Couldn't Control It, I Continued To Weep.

I Kept Watch For Hours, So Silent And Still
And We Both Sat And Shivered From The Cold Nights Chill.
I Didn't Want To Leave, On That Cold Dark Night,
This Guardian Of Honour, So Willing To Fight...

Then The Soldier Rolled Over With A Voice Soft And Pure
Whispered "carry On Santa, Christmas Day Is Secure"
One Look At My Watch And I Knew He Was Right
"Merry Christmas My Friend - And To All A Good Night!"



This Poem Was Written By A British Peace Keeping Soldier
Stationed Overseas.

Elizabeth Maxwell

December 15, 2009

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Sue Kirby

December 1, 2009

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Theresa Tutt

December 1, 2009

the brave

god bless you and your family xxxx

Sukina Vaughan

December 1, 2009