Edward JOEL James

1976 - 2007
LocationDoncaster
Age30 years
Cause of DeathSuicide
Date of Birth03/05/1976
Date of Death05/04/2007
Visitors771 since 25/09/2008
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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.


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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.

Elka James (Sister) 2 weeks ago

We had to part

God took your hand,
We had to part,
It eased your pain, but broke our heart.

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Elka James (Sister) August 28, 2009

Rest in peace

You we held in our arms for a while,
But will be held in our heart forever.

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Elka James (Sister) August 28, 2009

We miss you

God knows how much we miss you,
God knows how many tears we have cried,
Our broken hearts are with you,
The day you left our side
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Elka James (Sister) August 27, 2009

For those who have lost someone

Although its diffcult today to see beyond the sorrow, May looking back in memory help comfort us tomorrow
xxxxxxx

Elka James (Sister) August 27, 2009

For my son.

If roses grow in heaven Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my sons arms and tell him there from me,
Tell him i love him and miss him and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while,
Because remembering him is easy it do it everyday, But theres an ache in my heart that will never go away.

xxxxxxxx Love you Edward xxxxxxxxx

Elka James (Sister) August 27, 2009

The Garden of Love (William Blake)

I went to the garden of love,
And saw what i never had seen,
A chapel was built in the midst,
Where i used to play on the green,

And the gates of this chapel were shut,
And thou shalt not writ over the door,
So i turned to the garden of love,
That so many sweety flowers bore,

And i saw it was filled with graves,
And tombstones where flowers should be,
And a priests in black gowns,
Were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys and desires.

Elka James (Sister) June 8, 2009

love you

Hold my hand in heaven show me the way,
meet me at the pearly gates
I'll see you there some sweet day.
I don't care about the riches or fame I leave below It'll all mean nothing where were gonna go.

Hold my hand in heaven,
show me the way,
how I've missed you here on earth
I have so much to say.
I'll be the one with the smile on my face,
and I'll greet you with a warm embrace.
We'll walk down the streets of gold,
and stare at the sparkling flowing streams.

Hold my hand in heaven
like I've pictured all those times in my dreams.
Nothing on this earth could possibly compare,
to all the glory you have in heaven up there.
Once I reach my destination,
and I get see your face.
All will go well,
I'll be in my final resting place.

lots of love Mar x x x

Elka James (Sister) June 7, 2009

Silent Voice

When the dumb
Hour, cloth'd in black,
Brings the dreams about my bed,
Call me not so often back,
Silent voices of the dead,
Toward the lowland ways behind me,
And the sunlight that is gone,
Call me rather, silent voices,
Forward to the starry track
Glimmering up the heights beyond me
On, and always on x x x

Elka James (Sister) June 7, 2009

Bitter Sweet

Life is a mixture of sunshine and rain
Laughter and teardrops pleasure and pain
Low tides and high tides mountains and plains
Triumphs, defeats and losses and gains
But always in allways Gods guiding and leading
And he alone knows the things were most needing
And when he sends sorrow or some dreaded affliction
Be assured that it comes with Gods kind benediction
And if we accept it as a gift of his love
We'll be showered with blessings from our Father above.

All my love, i miss you so much. But everything happens for a reason. There is a light at the end of the tunnel just that some find it hard to see.

Love sis xxxxxxxxxx

Elka James (Sister) February 8, 2009
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