| Location | South Wales |
| Age | 51 years |
| Cause of Death | Cancer |
| Date of Birth | 19/05/1946 |
| Date of Death | 03/05/1998 |
| Visitors | 830 since 29/12/2007 |
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mary anne simon (mum) died 3rd may 1998 moved from south wales to melton mowbray with her family. so much of life you have missed.
you are missed and loved every day will meet again at the gates to heaven till then god bless you rest in peacexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
☜♡☞ The Wings That Fly Us Home ☜♡☞
There are many ways of being in this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine
Is a hero’s blood more righteous than a hobo’s sip of wine
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Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun
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I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand
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I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son
The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone
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And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
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It’s the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home.
~ Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver
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In this world of change, nothing which comes, stays, and nothing which goes, is lost.
~ Anne Sophie Swetchine
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I Am
I am! The ages on the ages roll:
And what I am, I was, and I shall be:
by slow growth filling higher Destiny,
And Widening, ever, to the widening Goal.
I am the Stone that slept; down deep in me
That old, old sleep has left its centurine trace;
I am the plant that dreamed; and lo! still see
That dream-life dwelling on the Human Face.
I slept, I dreamed, I wakened: I am Man!
The hut grows Palaces; the depths breed light;
Still on! Forms pass; but Form yields kinglier
Might!
The singer, dying where his song began,
In Me yet lives; and yet again shall he
Unseal the lips of greater songs To Be;
For mine the thousand tongues of Immortality.
~ Voltaraine De Cleyre
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The boundaries which divide Life from Death
are at best shadowy and vague. ❤
Who shall say where one ends and the other begins?
~ Edgar Allan Poe
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The Bridge Beyond…❤
There is a bridge that leads beyond
The world of time and space.
Through a green and peaceful valley
To a lovely dwelling place.
Where our loved ones find true happiness
And joys which never end.
Across the bridge that leads beyond
The peaceful valley’s bend.
~ Author Unknown ❤
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~ Bilbo's Song in Rivendel ~
(The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien)
I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;
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Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.
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I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.
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For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.
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I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.
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But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.
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Why should I say goodbye, my dear? ...☆
Why should I say goodbye? ...☆
I go, yet still I'll be with thee, ...☆
And staying here, thou shalt be with me! ...☆
~ William Freeland ~
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❊ The Comforters ❊
When I crept over the hill, broken with tears,
When I crouched down on the grass, dumb in despair,
I heard the soft croon of the wind bend to my ears,
I felt the light kiss of the wind touching my hair.
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When I stood lone on the height, my sorrow did speak,
As I went down the hill, I cried and I cried,
The soft little hands of the rain stroking my cheek,
The kind little feet of the rain ran by my side.
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When I went to thy grave, broken with tears,
When I crouched down in the grass, dumb in despair,
I heard the soft croon of the wind soft in my ears,
I felt the kind lips of the wind touching my hair.
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When I stood lone by thy cross, sorrow did speak,
When I went down the long hill, I cried and I cried,
The soft little hands of the rain stroked my pale cheek,
The kind little feet of the rain ran by my side.
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Farewell, Dear Mother
Somewhere in my heart,
Beneath all of this pain,
Is a smile I still wear...
At the sound of your name.
The precious word is "MOTHER"
She was my world, you see,
But now my heart is breaking,
She's no longer here with me.
God chose her for His angel
To watch me from above,
To guide me and advise me
And know that I'm still loved.
The day she had to leave me,
Her life on earth was through,
But God had better plans for her
For this, I surely knew.
When I think of her kind heart
And all those loving years,
Because we're only human,
They're bound to bring us tears.
She truly was my best friend,
Someone I could confide in,
She always had a tender touch,
A soft and gentle grin.
I want to thank you Mother
For teaching me so well,
Even though the time has come,
That I must bid you farewell.
I'll remember all you've taught me
To put God above all others...
For I had no better teacher,
Than you ..... My Dear Mother.
Even though you've left this earth
And had to take your flight,
I know that you are here with me,
Each morning, noon and night.
- Ruth Ann Mahaffey (Copyright 2001)
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The Passing Tides
I loved the river:
Enchanting.
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I loved the wind:
Caressing.
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I loved the daylight:
Soothing.
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I loved the starlight:
Haunting.
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I loved my dear ones:
Being.
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I am now all I loved:
Blessing.
Ⓒ M.R Berman
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Returning…
Riding on a thread of pale,
yet silver moonlight,
Gliding swifter,
than any human sight,
Come I...
Come I...into this glorious night.
Many times I have been
in this very place,
Flying through this great expanse
of space,
And worn the face...
of many a race.
Once again I return
from time untold,
Seeking out a brave
new fold.
Waiting on the edge of light
for my life to be retold.
~By SparrowHawk~
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Metamorphosis
I watched a butterfly dry his wings
On a sun warmed blade of grass.
A dry cocoon fell to the ground.
The need for it was past.
Not long ago a squirmy worm
Had wriggled up this way,
But now this flying flower
Had brightened up my day.
The caterpillar wasn't gone,
But changed, so he could fly.
He left his former way of life
Without a tear or sigh.
I wonder if the caterpillars
That he left behind
Wonder what became of him
Or knew what he would find?
Did they try to hold on to him?
Do they miss him? Do they mourn?
Do they know he isn't gone,
But that he has been reborn?
It can be hard to say good-bye.
It can hurt to let go.
But, sometimes, that's the only way
Those lovely wings can grow.
By Gwen Flowers
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An Angel's Kiss
Your breath is the song that the morning sings,
Chirping birds, fluttering angel wings,
Daylight dances on the air;
Leaves rustle unaware.
Quietly, thoughts of you wander through my mind,
A gentle breeze on my face I find;
As if a kiss delivered to me
By the angels I know are there, but cannot see.
Just like the love that will never end,
I long to call this sorrow my friend.
By Tracy
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