Xxx Shula Xxx

My sunshine doesn't come from the skies,
It comes from the love in my dog's eyes.

Unknown Poet

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Yesterday evening

Bedtime Angels

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Angels are watching over us every single day.
They are there when we need them, they never
Go away.


They watch us when we're sleeping and when
We’re wide awake.
They're there for every single, breath of air
We take.


They help us find the words we need as we say
Our prayers.
You'll feel they're Angelic presence and forget
About your cares.


They lay right down beside us as we fall asleep.
They protect us from all harm and our souls they
Carefully keep.


They hold us in their loving arms oh so very tight.
They give us an Angel kiss as they softly whisper,
"Good Night."

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By
Peggy Ann Hardy

Leza Angel Carolines Mum Yesterday evening

The Promise

To each and every faithful friend
With whom we stayed until the end
Rest in peace while we explain
That one day we will meet again

If we were not there and so did fail
To see the last wag of your tail
Our love for you will never wane
Forgive us, please, when we meet again

We were with your presence blessed
Your ample heart, which won the quest
For beauty, flowing in your vein
Will see the day we meet again

You gave us many happy years
Departing, with us crying tears
We pray that you were without pain
And promise that we will meet again

Greater friends we will not make
You are they that give not take
Perchance we have some more to gain
Until the day we meet again

When that day comes and we all meet
May you once more rise to your feet
To walk with us in sun not rain
And fulfil the promise to meet again

M. C. Kiff

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Yesterday morning

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I know you walk beside me
The feeling is so right
You take my hand to guide me
Im holding on so tight

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Many tears have fallen
One aching heart for you
Memories so beautiful
Im so lost without you

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My heart will ache forever
So much love i have for you
Everything around me
There's a memory of you

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Youll live in me forever
I just cant let you go
All your love,i feel in me
Will forever grow & grow

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LOVE ALWAYS VICKY XXXX

copyright© Vicky Deaville 5/11/09

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Vicky Deaville (Best Friend) Thursday evening

Love You More

Do I love you
to the moon and back?
No I love you
more than that

I love you to the desert sands
the mountains, stars
the planets and

I love you to the deepest sea
and deeper still
through history

Before beyond I love you then
I love you now
I’ll love you when

The sun’s gone out
the moon’s gone home
and all the stars are fully grown

When I no longer say these words
I’ll give them to the wind, the birds
so that they will still be heard

I love you

Copyright James Carter

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Thursday afternoon

A Silent Tear By Gaynor Llewellyn
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Just close your eyes and you will see
All the memories that you have of me
Just sit and relax and you will find
I'm really still there inside your mind
Don’t cry for me now I'm gone
For I am in the land of song
There is no pain, there is no fear
So dry away that silent tear
Don’t think of me in the dark and cold
For here I am, no longer old
I'm in that place that’s filled with love
Known to you all, as "UP ABOVE"

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Leza Angel Carolines Mum Thursday afternoon

For Those Left Behind
�2001 Rod and Janet Hess

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Death is but a doorway we must all pass through alone,
it's our calling from God that beckons us home.
An eternal reward is what we will find,
but it's a time of great sorrow…for those left behind.
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Our loved one is gone, but the memories remain,
and we do what we must to help ease our pain.
When we learn to "let go" and trust God's Plan from beyond,
we can focus on living because life must go on.
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So to help you heal that broken heart deep inside,
here's an Angel Guardian who is always close by your side.
To offer you comfort so that you may find,
the peace of God's love…for those left behind
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Leza Angel Carolines Mum Wednesday evening

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It broke my heart to lose you
The pain wont go away
But i will go on loving you
Forever and a day
For when you truely love someone
They never leave your side
For theyre only a thought away
They are your ♥ANGEL♥ guide

♥ LOVE ALWAYS VICKY xxxx ♥

copyright© Vicky Deaville 2009

Vicky Deaville (Best Friend) Wednesday evening

DREAMS

Dreams are where you relive memories,
a special time gone forever.
Dreams can take you to far away places,
that are only there while you sleep.
Dreams can make you smile or make you cry,
but when you wake you must say good-bye.
Dreamers can be what they want to be.
Dreamers are you and me.

Dreams are where you can see things,
that can no-longer be.
Dreams can take me to you,
no-matter where you are.
Dreams can make me smile or make me cry,
I never want to wake if I have to say good-bye.

Dreams can let me see you,
To touch you and hold you.
That's the only time I can be with you.
That's all I have left of you.
But I'll see you tonight in my dreams.

by Leslie D. Green

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Wednesday afternoon

Remember Me

Remember me when roses bloom
And Spring returns again ---
For I am ever present in your midst
In the dawn and in the wind ---

You mustn't think I've gone away
For good - Instead remember me
The way I was in better days
The way it used to be ----

Remember me as I am now
Alive, at peace, and free ---
There is no place for sorrows past
Is just a lost memory ----

For life derives its' purest joy
In living day to day ---
Follow what I've taught you
And REMEMBER ME, this way .....
~~~~Dorothy Womack~~~~

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Tuesday night