| Location | Welney |
| Age | 9 years |
| Cause of Death | Accident |
| Date of Birth | 14/03/1998 |
| Date of Death | 20/02/2008 |
| Visitors | 17,457 since 22/05/2008 |
| Creator |
14th March 1998 - 20th February 2008
❤ Some of the music Charlotte had on her MP3player is now added to the video section ❤
*** Thank you so much for the many candles,gifts and tributes left for Charlotte's first Angel Day
and Charlotte's 11th Birthday - we really do appreciate your kind thoughts, and apologies for the
lack of candles in the last few weeks ***
** Remembering Charlotte **
Hello. My name is Rob Glozier headteacher of Townley School and on behalf of the staff and children
I would like to say a few words in memory of Charlotte.
Charlotte was a delight to teach and whenever I think of her I remember that infectious smile and a
great sense of humour. She even laughed at my jokes!
I asked the children at the school what they liked about Charlotte. Here are some of their
thoughts.
* Charlotte was amazing at ballet.
* No matter what she was doing she was always smiling and
cheerful.
* I liked her art work - I wish I could draw like her. I liked her
clay pot. (Incidentally I had a letter last week to say that
Charlotte had won an art competition)
* Charlotte taught me how to play 'What's the time Mr Wolf?'
It was great!
* Charlotte was a brilliant friend - she was like an angel.
* Charlotte looked after me when I went to the pantomime.
* Charlotte was such a happy, friendly and talented person.
She helped me to be happy as well.
* Charlotte was a very intelligent, clever and happy girl. She
was brilliant at everything. I enjoyed being on the school
council with her, she always had good ideas.
* I enjoyed doing the ballet shows with her.
* She was always there when someone had a problem.
* Charlotte was my best friend. she used to sit next to me in
the classroom. I know she is somewhere safe and is probably
smiling right now.
* Even if you were not nice to Charlotte she was always nice back.
* Charlotte was good at art, ballet and mostly everything.
On behalf of everyone at Townley - Goodbye Charlotte
You were a real Star.
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When first asked to talk about Charlotte today, my initial thought was not what do I include, but
rather what do I leave out, because there is so much that could be said.
Charlotte's first day at Townley really set the pattern for her time with us. Lynn told us she went
home 'still slightly apprehensive', but 'full of it''. Staff in Class 2 also felt slightly
apprehensive 'how were we going to keep up with her?
Her energy and enthusiasm in all areas was endless. As soon as explanations and instructions were
given, there would be
a flash of a long blonde plait and then focus until the task was complete. If Charlotte needed
further clarification she would wait, push a piece of hair back behind each ear, pull down the
hem of her jumper and tugging at her cuffs ask what was needed.
On completion of work she was not only able to say 'that parts good, but also 'I think that part
could be better'.
Regardless of the activity she gave a hundred per cent.
The escapades she shared in Show and Tell, from gaining her driving licence at Legoland, having not
just water fights, but Marks & Spencer's bottled water fights, her weekend course with Wayne Sleep
and bringing in her kittens for us to share not only brought a smile to our faces, but also again
demonstrated Charlotte's enthusiasm for all she did.
Charlotte agreed to give a talk to playgroup about her ballet.
By the time she had finished children and staff alike were pointing toes and attempting plies. Her
enthusiasm was infectious.
Whether as a writer, an avid reader, mathematician or one of Pinocchio's puppets we will all hold
vivid and varied memories of her.
For me the mischievous sparkling eyes, ready smile and ability to communicate with all ages will
make up just a few of my memories.
It was both a privilege and delight to teach, Charlotte.
Maggie Ford
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People outside of the ballet world think that to be a good dancer you just need to be slim, musical
and good at coordination, which for most children going to ballet that's fine. But there are two
extra ingredients that make a dancer that little bit more special.
The first is a good brain, and from a very early age it was obvious that Charlotte possessed the
mathematical brain power to make a very good dancer. She would instinctively remember a complex
sequence of steps that left her peers floundering and even as young as 5 or 6 the rest of the class
would fight to be her partner. This became known as 'sharing Charlotte's brain cell'.
As she got older and her dancing talent began to blossom, Charlotte left her age group behind and
moved into older age groups, particularly in tap. Here, her diminutive size was emphasized further
as she danced with children some 3 or 4 years older than herself who towered over her. But the older
children didn't in anyway resent Charlotte, as, like in previous age groups they soon began to rely
on her remembering the steps, keeeping them in time with the music and really appreciated her
efforts in trying to help them when they struggled. She proved a surprisingly patient teacher,
enjoying our secretly exchanged raised eyebrows when some of the class failed to master a step that
she considered very simple.
But the other special ingredient that Charlotte had and which most other children struggle to
achieve, was an inner spark that defied you to take your eyes off her. The desire to dance
came from within, and sparkled and radiated once the music started. She didn't realise she had it
and until recently wouldn't dare dazzle us with that smile, preferring to look at the floor and not
her audience when performing.
But bribery works wonders and at our show 3 weeks ago, Lynn and Charlotte 'agreed terms'. In
exchange for smiling at the audience and not the floor, Charlotte would be paid.
Was this the maths brain at it again?
Over the last 18 months, Charlotte began to fulfill the early potential, winning a scholarship for
her dancing and spreading her wings to more of my classes, who in turn accepted her as the gifted
dancer she was becoming. But she didn't suffer fools and hated it when the less motivated in the
class didn't work to her standards of commitment. In fact, she had no hesitation of telling 12 and
13 year olds to stop messing around or to be quiet before I could open my mouth - often no words
were necessary, a look said it all!!
But they took it from her, more out of surprise, that such forthright comments could come from one
so small. Even my own daughter had cause to feel put in her place on one occassion when she turned
up to ballet as Charlotte was leaving. My daughter arrived wearing a top that she knew I hated and
wished it had found its way to the jumble sale many months earlier.
Charlotte saw my disapproving look to Hayley as she came through the door, strutting as only fashion
conscious 11 year olds can and again, before I could say a word, she'd turned to Hayley and said
'oh, did you get that at a charity shop'
and then smiled at me as much to say 'don't worry, job done'
Charlotte was such a joy to teach for the past almost 7 years; even if that hair was TOTALLY
impossible to get into a bun on exam days - they just don't make bun nets big enough! She was always
eager to learn, to help others and take the lead, as she did so beautifully in our show last month.
In Psalms 149 it says "praise his name with dancing" and that's exactly what Charlotte did. She
danced with total joy!
Michelle Rasdall - Samara Ballet School
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Charlotte joined Girls Brigade in 2003 as a bright eyed 5
year old with long blond hair and a lovely smile which we
all remember her for.
Charlotte made friends easily and soon settled into Girls
Brigade. She completed three Explorer stars, one Junior circle
and four years attendance. She was proud to wear her
uniform and always looked smart even when she had got
changed in the car after ballet.
The girls remember that she loved to dance and had an
amazing singing voice. She was always smiling and very polite
and always had time for her friends. Friday nights will never
be the same again.
Charlotte loved to perform and at the age of just 7 she took
the lead role in our play ' The Snow Child'. She will always be
remembered as our 'Girl of the Snow' for her stunning performance.
Charlotte lived her life to the full and we all have some lovely
memories which will never fade. She was liked by so many,
loved so much by those close to her and will be greatly
missed by everyone.
Cheryl Snowden - Captain Girls Brigade
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Letter To Charlotte From Grandma and Granddad
To our dearest beloved Charlotte
The greatest gift we were blessed with during our lives was
you. You were more than we could ever have wished for -
beautiful, talented and with such an engaging smile that it
could win all hearts over.
We have such fond memories of life with you:
* You bouncing on your first trampoline and looking round to
see if we were watching - you still had an audience;
* In Paris, when you were only 3 years of age, being carried
on Granddad's shoulders, and skipping down the streets,
singing Christmas carols in January. All much to the
amusement of the Parisians;
* Granddad putting you to bed and reading bedtime stories,
which sometimes meant you reading to Granddad and
him falling asleep;
* After shopping/ visiting the cafeteria in a Tesco store, and
accompanying Grandma to the toilet. Both of us ran back to
see who could get back to Mummy and Granddad first. You did
of course. Mummy told YOU off for running in a place where
there were hot drinks. To which you indignantly replied...'well
Grandma did';
* You being swung around by your arms, and always wanting
to go faster (much to Mummy's concern). Once you said it
was Granddad's turn, but you were very optimistic when
you asked Granddad to hold your hands and run round you
very fast and then lift his legs up;
*Your first solo cycle ride on the greensward on Worthing
seafront , with 'Henry' rabbit kitted out with his own safety
helmet seated in the cycle carrier. You turned and asked if
Granddad was still holding onto you. With Granddad puffing
out, 'no I'm 6 feet behind you'.
We thank you so much for bringing us so much joy and
happiness into our lives.
You said to a friend you wanted to go to heaven, but our
deepest wish was that you could have stayed with us for
longer. We can only hope that you are now under the caring
wings of your family there.
You will always be in our hearts and minds as our dancing,
bubbly, energetic and beautiful Granddaughter.
With our eternal love and lots of hugs and kisses...
From
Grandma and Granddad
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In her so short life, Charlotte achieved such a lot. Her dancing was her pride and joy she so much
enjoyed and we are certain she would have made the grade to become 'top of the tree'.
We met Charlotte when she was but a few hours old and we were so proud to have a Grandaughter. We
know her parents are completely devestated as all her Grandparents are and we will NEVER recover
from this tragedy fully. We are certain this is true of a lot of other people.
My wife and I wish to remember the happy times we spent with Charlotte - albeit they were not as
often as we wanted due to our health problems.
Several times Andrew,Lynn and Charlotte travelled up to our home in North Wales so we could travel
on the Father Christmas Special Trains which run on the narrow gauge railways and together with her
cousins we had a wonderful time together. We will never forget Charlotte and her cousins
Emma,Richard and Matthew playing hide and seek over the seats of the train laughing as only little
girls do(and in this case boys as well!!). These memories will never leave us and next time we do
the Santa trip, Charlotte will be remembered.
We only hope Charlotte will find peace in that other place which we are sure she will, and also that
she meets up with her Cousin and they have happy times together.
We are proud she held our family name for those short years.
With our love
Mama and Papa
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** Our Little Friend Has Left Us ? **
Stop the sun from rolling by,
Our little friend has left us,
Stop the tide and time go by,
Our little friend has lost us.
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Stop the balloons at parties, the candles on the cake,
Stop the dance, stop my dreams, stop this pain,
Theres been a huge mistake,
Our little friend has left us.
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No one in that chair at school,
The playgrounds one laugh empty,
No one writing poetry,
Painting the pictures she could have sent to me.
No one for the ballet lead, to keep the rest in line,
No more singing songs, no sense in matching time.
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Time won't bring me birthday cards,
Time won't show me grooms,
time won't see her dreams,
bring that laughter to my rooms.
My little friend has left us.
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Stop crying now
No more, to what is not,
Our little friend has left us
something that we have still got,
That not all love is romance,
It's in a hug, a kiss, a dance,
That not all dreams take forever,
Half we have is just pure chance.
Hold on to what you have,
My friend knew this was true,
Take the best of what you have
and give the love thats still in you.
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And that is some,
Of what, our little friend has left us...
Uncle Christopher
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** While Waiting For Thee **
Don't weep at my grave
For I am not there.
I've a date with a butterfly
To dance on the air.
If I'm missed, find a flower
I'll be there too.
Sniffing it's fragrance
Right next to you.
Don't be sad
When you remember me.
For I'm singing in the sunshine
Wild and free.
Flirting with the lighting,
Playing tag with the wind,
Chasing the thunder
Time and again,
Soaring with the eagle,
Swimming in the sea,
Enjoying all of nature
While I'm waiting for thee.
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Had she felt able to on the day Charlotte's teacher would have liked to add the following;
There is an empty Charlotte shaped space in my classroom; it will never be filled because Charlotte
was unique.
In my mind and my heart there are Charlotte shaped places. These are filled with giggles and smiles;
cartwheels and handstands; skipping and dancing. but what will I remember most about Charlotte?
Above all else I will remember Charlotte's face and it's many expressions,
...the over the glasses doleful 'are there any indoor jobs on this very cold lunchtime?' look
...the 'don't disturb me now I'm in the middle of a difficult sum' look
...the 'please don't stop me reading now!'look
...the sideways glance when she got the joke and others were still working it out
...the big grin when the jokes were good
...the withering looks, when they weren't
...the eyes that were filled with pride and a hint of shyness when she was praised
...the faraway look as the stories flew from her imagination on to the page
...the face that lit with joy when she showed me the gift, from her Mum, of a copy of Romeo and
Juliet
...and the mischievous look as she and her friends played, chatted and hatched plans together
I had the pleasure of teaching Charlotte for only a short time, but Lynn and Andrew; it was a very
real pleasure.
Helen Chappell
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This eulogy was From The Celebration of The Life Of
Charlotte Elise Walker on 3rd March 2008
WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH CHARLOTTE
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http://www.samaraballet.co.uk/Charlotte_s_Fund/charlotte_s_fund.html
TRIBUTE FOR 19-11-09
♥*•♥ One Gift♥*•♥
One gift, above all others
God gives to us to treasure
One that knows no time, no place
And one gold cannot measure
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The precious, poignant tender gift
Of Memory...that will keep
Of dear ones ever in our hearts
Although God gives them sleep
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It brings back long remembered things
A song, a word, a smile
And the world's a better place
...because
We had them for awhile!
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TRIBUTE FOR 20-11-09
The pain we feel inside today
Is the pain we try to hide,
For no one will ever know
The tears i cry inside.
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It seems like only yesterday
The wound is still so sore.
For every hour of every day
We miss you more and more
For you are someone special
And think the world of you.
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TRIBUTE FOR 21-11-09
Missing You
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I just can't believe it
The sun still sets and rises.
The moon and stars still shine.
The flowers still bloom,
The birds still sing.
I expected a change in everything...
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I just can't believe it.
It still gets dark and light.
The ocean still has waves,
The rain still rains,
The wind still blows.
Is it because they do not know?
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I just can't believe it.
I thought the world would stop,
When in the house I found
An empty chair,
A missing smile.
I thought it would stop
For just a while.
I just can't believe it....
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TRIBUTE FOR 22-11-09
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You gave us love
And lots more,
We have so much
To thank you for,
Silent thoughts,
Memories deep,
Locked in our hearts
For ever to keep.
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I wish you all a very peaceful weekend my friend
With love as always Linda.xxx
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Tributes For Week Starting 16th November
FOR MONDAY
Sadly missed along life's way,
Quietly remembered every day,
No longer in our life to share,
But in our hearts you’re always there.
FOR TUESDAY
I sit and wonder every day,
Why the Lord chose to call you away,
I think He saw you needed rest,
He only takes the very best.
FOR WEDNESDAY
Everyday in some small way,
Memories of you come our way,
Though absent, you are always near,
Still missed, loved, always dear.
FOR THURSDAY
Resting where no shadows fall,
In peaceful sleep he awaits us all;
God will link the broken chain,
When one by one we meet again.
FOR FRIDAY
Surrounded by friends
Yet all alone
The one I loved
God has called home
The hugs of friends
Helps ease the pain
And I know my loss
Is my loved one's gain
But tears now flow
Across my face
As I long for just
One more embrace
Then comfort comes
And I see Christ's face
He hugs my loved one
And I feel God's grace.
FOR SATURDAY
Please don't sing sad songs for me,
Forget your grief and fears,
For I am in a perfect place
Away from pain and tears...
It's far away from hunger
And hurt and want and pride,
I have a place in Heaven
With the Master at my side.
My life on earth was very good,
As earthly life can go,
But Paradise is so much more
Than anyone can know..
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My heart is filled with happiness
And sweet rejoicing, too.
To walk with God is perfect peace,
A joy forever new.
FOR SUNDAY
When I come to the end of the day
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we once shared,
Miss me but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the maker's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds -
Miss me, but let me go.
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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Love Shines Through
Like a shadow in the moonlight
Like the whisper of the seas
Like the echoes of a melody
Just beyond our reach
In the shadow of our sorrow
Past the whisper of goodbye
Love shines through eternity
A heartbeat from our eye
By : Catherine Turner
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TIME WILL EASE THE HURT
by Bruce B. Wilmer
The sadness of the present days
Is locked and set in time,
And meaning to the future
Is a slow and painful climb.
But all the feelings that are now
So vivid and so real
Can't hold their fresh intensity
As time begins to heal.
No wound so deep will ever go
Entirely away;
Yet every hurt becomes
A little less from day to day.
Nothing can erase the painful
Imprints on your mind;
But there are softer memories
That time will let you find.
Though your heart won't let the sadness
Simply slide away,
The echoes will diminish
Even though the memories stay.
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Memories ?
Memories fill the empty space
Where you used to lie
Tears flood my eyes
As I see your face
Your smile
I hear your voice
The humour
I smile...
God Bless You Beautiful Angel
With me all the while
My memories
Take me straight to you
Bridge time and space
Uniting us forever
In an unbroken embrace
Have A Lovely Week My Friends.
With Love Always Linda.xxx
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Tributes For Week Starting 9th November
FOR MONDAY
Your presence I miss,
Your memory I treasure,
Loving you always,
Forgetting you never.
FOR TUESDAY
Loving you is easy,
We do it every day,
Missing you is a heartache,
That never goes away.
FOR WEDNESDAY
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye,
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God can tell us why.
FOR THURSDAY
Memory is a lovely lane,
Where hearts are ever true,
A lane I so often travel down,
Because it leads to you.
FOR FRIDAY
Wings Of The Angels
A gentle wind blew cross the land
Reaching out to take a hand
For on the winds the angels came
Calling out a mother's name.
Left behind, the children's tears
Loving memories of the years
Of joy and love, a life well spent
And now to God a mother's sent.
On angel's wings, a heavenly flight
The journey home, towards the light
To those who weep, a life is gone
But in God's love, 'tis but the dawn.
FOR SATURDAY
If I Had One Last Day
If I had one last day
To tell you what's inside
I'd tell you that I'm sorry
For all the times I've lied
I'd tell you that I need you
To hold my hand today
I'd tell you that I love you
I'd ask you, please, to stay
You'd look at me and smile
The way you always would
And say "I'd love to stay,
If only I really could"
Then you'd laugh the way you did
Whenever I was blue
You'd wipe my tears and whisper softly,
"Don't cry, I love you too"
If I had one last day
I'd love you from the start
I'd stop hiding how I feel
I'd say what's in my heart
If I had one last day,
I'd say my last good-bye
And that even though you are far away,
In my heart, you'll never die.
FOR SUNDAY
Cry Not My Friend
When you wake up tomorrow
And I am no where to be found
When you scream out my name
To the emptiness around
When every beat inside your heart
Is skipping and unsure
Cry not my friend for I am here,
Inside your love so pure
When the waves that used to touch our feet
Have gone back out to sea
When everything you once held dear
Was lost when you lost me
When the sun that once lit up your face
Is setting far away
Cry not my Friend for time shall pass,
But my love for you will stay
When age arrives and children play
And pain creeps up on you
When loved ones show you happiness
That your life never knew
When all of your expectations are met,
No matter what the pain
Cry not my friend, for I am waiting
To hold you once again
When beauty in your eyes turn grey
And all of the rainbow, white
When strong undying hearts
No longer feel an urge to fight
When winter snows become more pain
Than beauty in your heart
Cry not my friend, for I am here
And we will never ever part
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ PRECIOUS CHILD ♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥
A child is such a precious gift
To love to hold to treasure
A very special miracle
Who gives so much pleasure
But when that gift is taken back
And our hearts are cold and torn
Amid this grief and sorrow
We are so glad that they were born
For they have a precious legacy
Even though we are far apart
The love they left behind them
Will stay forever in our hearts
Author Unknown
TRIBUTE FOR THURSDAY 5.11.09
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The size of sadness
Can you measure our pain?
It reaches the stars and back again
Can you count our tears?
They are as many as winter rain
Can you weigh our emptiness?
The world and more would come to less
With no hope of sun tomorrow
That's how we see our sorrow
Add all together -The size of sadness
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TRIBUTE FOR FRIDAY 6.11.09.
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Having you not with me
Hurts more and more each day
Although I feel a closeness
In a very special way
Even as I go to sleep
Every thought is of you
And I never thought i'd miss you
In quite the way I do
So i'm hoping that these words
May some how let you know
That you're in my heart forever
And i'll always love you so
The one and only thing
That helps me with the pain
Is dreaming of the time
When I will see you once again...
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TRIBUTE FOR SATURDAY 07.1109
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My love is with you
Oh What can I say?
My heart is empty without you each and every day.
The Angel wings you wear must be so grand,
if only I could reach out and touch your hand,
maybe then we could say goodbye,
which would help dry the tears that I cry
Now I know that’s impossible for us to do,
so let’s make a deal just you and me.
When I look to the stars at night,
you look for me with all your might,
when you see me just shine real bright,
together we can send our love
and say Good Night.
I would like to wish you all a very good weekend and God Bless all our Angels and all our BRAVE HERO'S who have Lost Their Lives.
With love as always Linda.xxx
♥ I am the wind in your hair, with you everywhere
I am the stars in the sky and the sun up high ♥
♥ I am the waves in the ocean, with your every emotion
I am the snow on the ground, I am all around ♥
♥ I am the flowers in the meadow, wherever you go
I am the moon at night, please know I'm alright ♥
♥ I am the bird's sweet song, I am not gone
I am the blossom on a tree, you'll never forget me ♥
♥ I am the rain on your face, a rainbow's embrace
I am the leaves on the ground, I'll always be around ♥
♥ I am the fluffy white clouds, innocent and pure
Look all around you, you'll feel me I'm sure ♥
♥ I am that warm loving feeling, deep in your heart
My memories live on, we'll never be apart ♥
♥ I am all around you, in all that you see, hear and do
Just reach right out now, I am always here with you ♥
HANDS OF HOPE
Hands Of Hope
by John Leroy Maxwell
We live in a world, where uncertainty reigns in almost everyone's life.
Everyday plans that used to be sure, are now filled with doubt and strife.
Some people go on with their lives, with an attitude hard and bold.
So many others seek comfort and hope, and need a strong hand to hold.
We're apt to wander aimlessly, when there is no one to guide.
If you see your fellow man, traveling in this world so wide.
Open your hands of compassion, and spread new seeds of pride.
So release the light of all that is good.
Let it filter thru the lands.
Let others know that what they feel, comes lovingly from Open Hands. xxx
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Tributes For Week Starting 2nd November
FOR MONDAY
There's a special kind of feeling,
That's meant for you alone,
A special place within our hearts,
That only you can own.
FOR TUESDAY
If only prayers were answered,
& wishes did come true,
Our only wishes with all our hearts,
Would be to still have you
FOR WEDNESDAY
We send this special message
To the heavens up above
Please take care of our precious angels
And give them all our love
FOR THURSDAY
I lit a candle for you today
May it's light reflect my love your way
Now I must go until next time
I will forever keep you, gently on my mind
FOR FRIDAY
Angels
When you were born, an angel smiled,
As you became a child, an angel sat on your shoulder
When you became an adult, an angel held your hand
As you grew old, an angel walked down the road with you,
And, when you died, another angel got their wings.
FOR SATURDAY
Letter From Heaven
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said,
"I welcome you."
It's good to have you back again; you were missed
While you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.
FOR SUNDAY
Reply to "Letter from Heaven"
My Dearest Loved one:
I received your Letter from Heaven,
It made the teardrops fall.
But knowing you’re with God above,
Sweet memories, I will recall.
I know that you are with me,
For I feel your presence near.
And if I listen closely,
Your voice I then can hear.
I know you’re watching o’er me,
As you promised you would do.
And when I feel so saddened,
It’s your letter that sees me through.
When I lay in bed at night,
The day’s chores put to flight,
I truly feel your presence,
Like a warm and glowing light.
The rocky roads you mentioned,
And the hills that I must climb;
I’ve done exactly what you said,
By taking one day at a time.
I’ve tried to help others,
Who are in sorrow and in pain.
And now I am contented,
My day was not in vain.
I’ll lend a hand, as you have said
When someone is feeling low.
I’ll pray for them and be here,
‘Till on their way they go.
And when it’s time for me to go,
To join you in heaven high.
My wings I shall spread wide,
To my home up in the sky.
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher's Very Proud Mum
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![](http://www.gonetoosoon.org/file/gift__91x91/2d5bc3f738e51cc7efcfc057b874e197/sdove.jpg "*♥"~Into the freedom of wind and sunshine
~We let you go
~Into the dance of the stars and the planets
~We let you go
~Into the wind's breath and the hands of the starmaker
~We let you go
~We love you, we miss you, we want you to be happy
~Go safely, go dancing, go running home.~"~♥* (©Ruth Burgess)
...Fly, fly, fly little wing...now you can Fly...
Thinking of you, your family and all who knew and loved you~SO SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS~♥felt love and blessings always~Sue~xXx")
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