Candle 10
Left by Elaine, Springfield Court :
11/09/2019
Candle 10
Left by Kayleigh :
11/09/2019
Treasured Memories of a wonderful Aunt. Peace and Love Auntie Do Karen & Family
Left by Karen Bloodworth : 11/09/2019
Candle 10
Left by Karen Bloodworth :
11/09/2019
Two poems for my lovely nan: Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die. Mary Elizabeth Frye —————————// Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away to the next room. I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, That, we still are. Call me by my old familiar name. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect. Without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same that it ever was. There is absolute unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you. For an interval. Somewhere. Very near. Just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together. by Henry Scott Holland
Left by Claire McDonough: 10/09/2019