| Location | Doncaster |
| Age | 30 years |
| Cause of Death | Suicide |
| Date of Birth | 03/05/1976 |
| Date of Death | 05/04/2007 |
| Visitors | 2,143 since 25/09/2008 |
| Creator |
My dearest brother sadly missed, since you left this world and gone to a better place, you a left a hole no one can replace.
Hope
Our lives, discoloured with our present woes,
May still grow white and shine with happier hours,
So the pure limped stream,
When foul with stains,
Of rushing torrents and descending rains,
Works itself clear, and as it rund refines,
Till by degrees the floating mirror shines,
Reflects each flower that on the border grows,
And new heaven in its bosom shows.
Love Mar xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
For you son, miss you xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Take this wish, and may it be
Ever in thy heart enshrined,
That thy God my bless en thee,
With a pure and spotless mind,
That thy life to latest age
May with joys serenely flow,
With nought to ruffle virtues page
With nought the world would blush to know.
for you
They are not long, the weeping and laughter,
Love and desire and hate,
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate,
They are not for long, the days of wine and roses,
Out of a misty dream,
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream
From your Mar xxxx Miss you so much xxxxxxxxx
Love and friendship by Emily Bronte
Love is like the wild rose briar,
Friendship like the holly tree,
The holly is dark when the rose briar blooms,
But which will bloom constantly?
The wild rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air,
Yet wait till winter comes again,
And who will call the wild briar fair?
The scorn the silly rose wreath now,
And deck thee with the hollys sheen,
That when December blights thy brow,
He may still leave thy gharland green.
Love your Mar
A Farewell (by Charles Kingsley)
My fairest child, I have no song to give you,
No lark could pipe in skies so dull and gray,
Yet, if you will, one quiet hint ill leave you,
For every day,
Ill tell you how to sing a clearer carol,
Than lark who hails the dawn or breezy down,
To earn yourself a pureer poet's laurel
Than shakespeares crown,
Be good, sweet maid, and let who can be clever,
Do lovely things, not dream them, all day long,
And so make Life, and Death, and that for ever,
One grand sweet song.
Love mar
I'll lend you for a little time
." He said.
"For you to love the while he lives
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven year
Or twenty-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 have his... lovely memories
As solace for your grief.
For My son
A wife who loses a husband is called a widow.
A husband who loses a wife is called a widower.
A child who loses his parents is called an ophan.....
Yet there is no word for a parent who loses a child.
Simply because thats how awful the loss is
All my love Mar
A Christmas Gift for my son Edward
Christmas is here once again,
Christmas trees, lights baubles everywhere,
Presents all wrapped up,
Lables with names on,
There is one missing,
Thats your Edward,
So i thought i'd write this peom for you,
My son Edward
Love and kisses
Mar xxxxxxxxxx
memories never fade
Those we love remain with us
For love itself lives on,
And cherished memories never fade
Because a loved one's gone.
Those we love can never be
More than a thought apart,
Far as long as there is memory,
They'll live on in the heart.
We had to part
God took your hand,
We had to part,
It eased your pain, but broke our heart.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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