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My Guardian Angel


My angel's right beside me,
wherever I may go,
keeping close watch over me,
she's my daughter don't you know.
God took her away from me,
not so long ago,
but she promised she'd never leave me,
dear lord I miss her so.
But I know she's right beside me,
wherever I may go,
for she's my guardian angel,
my love, my life, my soul.

In my thoughts and prayers. Love Liz, Stuart's mum xx

Elizabeth Maxwell 2 weeks ago

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You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile
because she has lived

You can close your eyes
and wish that she'll come back
or you can open your eyes
and see all she's left

You can remember her
and only that she's gone
or you can cherish her memory
and let it live on

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Lynn Charlotte Walkers Mum October 13, 2009

I opened up a box one day
What treasures did I find!
Letters and some photographs
Of days we left behind
I drifted back to yesterday
The thought was oh, so clear
For just a moment, anyway
It felt like you were here
I smile when I think of you
Sometimes I cry so much
I'm all alone without you now
I crave to feel your touch
But God had other plans for you
An Angel he did find
So now my box of memories
Is all that's left behind.

In my thoughts and prayers. Love Liz, Stuart's mum x

Elizabeth Maxwell October 11, 2009

Read at Kierans Funeral

Miss Me But Let Me Go


When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no tears in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little – But not for long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that 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 Master’s plan
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to your friends that we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good works,
Miss me – But let me go.

Perhaps if we could see the splendour of the land
To which our loved ones are called from you and me,
We’d understand

Perhaps if we could hear the welcome they receive
From old familiar voices all so dear
We would not grieve.

Perhaps if we could know the reason why they went
We’d smile and wipe away the tears that flow
We’d wait content

Miss me – But let me go

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (Family Friend) October 8, 2009

Quietly I weep

Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence
Quietly I weep

I long to see your smile
Hear your laughter, hug you tight
But you're no longer with me
You've headed toward the light

I'm sure you are quite happy
Here on earth I miss you so
Asking that same question
Why was it you that had to go?

I am sure there is an answer...
One that might make sense
When others offer reasons
I'm just on the defense

If they could understand me
Know how hard life is with grief
Just hold my hand and listen...
That would be a great relief

Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence...
Quietly I weep

Yvonne Richards Mum October 6, 2009

Candles in the Night

Candles flame in darkness,
Flicker, steadily glow,
Bringing light from shadows
And help to soothe me so.

My daughter, like the candles,
Gave my life true light,
I use the candle's beacon
To connect us in the night.

As I light the candles,
My wish and my request
Is that she'll see my signal
And know my love's expressed.

As her light joins my lights,
Our worlds touch and flame.
As I snuff out the candles,
I softly say her name.

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (Family Friend) September 18, 2009

Hello, Old Friend,
Oh, yes, you know
I lost my child a while ago.
No, no please
Don’t look away
And change the subject
It’s ok.
You see, at first I couldn’t feel,
It took so long, but now it’s real.
I hurt so much inside you see
I need to talk,
Come sit with me?
You see, I was numb for so very long,
And people said, “My, she is so strong.”
They did not know I couldn’t feel,
My broken heart made all unreal.
But then one day, as I awoke
I clutched my chest, began to choke,
Such a scream, such a wail,
Broke from me…
My child! My child!
The horror of reality.
But everyone has moved on, you see,
everyone except for me.
Now, when I need friends most of all,
Between us there now stands a wall.
My pain is more than they can bear,
When I mention my child,
I see their blank stare.
“But I thought you were over it,”
Their eyes seem to say,
No, no, I can’t listen to this, not today.
So I smile and pretend, and say, “Oh, I’m ok”.
But inside I am crying, as I turn away.
And so my old friend, I shall paint on a smile,
As I have from the start,
You never knowing all the while,
All I’ve just said to you in my heart.

A mothers words, by Deborah Turner

Have a good weekend Love Liz, Stuart's mum xx

Elizabeth Maxwell September 12, 2009

The Pit of Grief

The day my child died, I fell into the pit of grief. My friends watched me struggle through daily life; waiting for the person I once was to arise from the pit, not realizing 'she' is gone forever.

The pit is full of darkness, heartache and despair; it paralyzes your thoughts, movements and ability to ration. The pit leaves you forever changed, unable to surface the person you once were.

Some of my pre-grief friends gather around the top of the pit, waiting for the old me to appear before their eyes, not understanding what’s taking me so long to emerge. After all, in their eyes, I’ve been in the pit for quite sometime. Yet in my eyes, it seems as if I fell in only yesterday.

Not all of my pre-grief friends are gathered around the top of the pit. Some are helping me with the climb out of the darkness. They climb side by side with me from time to time, but mostly they climb ahead of me, waiting patiently at each plateau. Even with these friends I sometimes wonder if they are also waiting for the pre-grief me to magically appear before their eyes.

Then there are the casual acquaintances, you know the ones who say 'Hi, how are you?' when they really don't care or really want to know. These are the people who sigh in relief, that is my child who died and not theirs. You know ... the 'better them, than me' attitude.

My post-grief friends are the ones who climb with me, side by side, inch by inch, out of the pit of grief. They have no way of comparing the pit climbed to the pre-grief person I once was. You see, they started at the bottom of the pit with me. They are able to reassure me when I need reassurance, rest when I need resting, and encourage me to move forward when I don't have the strength. They have no expectations, no memories and no recollection of how I 'should' be. They want me to get better, to smile more often and find joy in life, but they also accepted the person I’ve become. The 'person' who is emerging from the pit.

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Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (Family Friend) September 1, 2009

Message

When the child you have cherished is taken,
when the light of that promise is gone,
when the faith which sustained you is shaken,
and your days stumble painfully on,

When the sorrows of loss are unending
and your God seems forever away,
find the message your lost-one keeps sending:
words of loving and thanking and mending...
let your child shape the peace of your day.



Sascha Wagner

Lynn Charlotte Walkers Mum August 31, 2009

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Tributes For This Week

My computer is running very slow at the moment I will have to get it looked at so I will be back online A.S.A.P. I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone for all you do for Christopher & I it is very much appreciated

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FOR MONDAY 31st August

Our thoughts are ever with you
Though you have passed away.
And those who loved you dearly
Are thinking of you today.

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FOR TUESDAY

Everyday in some small way
Memories of you come our way.
Though absent, you are always near
Still missed, loved and always dear.

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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.

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FOR THURSDAY

We can't have old days back
When we were all together.
But secret tears and loving thoughts
Will be with us forever.

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FOR FRIDAY

Love Lives On
Those we love
Are never really lost to us –

We feel them
In so many special ways-

Through friends
They always cared about

And dreams they left behind,
In beauty that they added to our days...

In words of wisdom we still carry with us
And memories that never will be gone...

Those we love are never really lost to us -
For everywhere their special love lives on.

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FOR SATURDAY

If Roses Grow in Heaven

If roses grow in Heaven Lord
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my loved ones arms
and tell them they're from me.

Tell them I love and miss them,
And when they turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon their cheeks
And hold them for a while.

Because remembering them is easy,
I do it everyday,
But there is an ache within my heart
That will never go away.


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FOR SUNDAY

Still With Us

Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am a diamond glint on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there...I DID NOT DIE.


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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever

Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum

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Marie-Angela Rowe August 31, 2009
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