| Location | Morecambe |
| Age | 63 years |
| Cause of Death | Organ Failure |
| Date of Birth | 28/09/1937 |
| Date of Death | 16/11/2000 |
| Visitors | 1,763 since 01/02/2008 |
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My mum Jean Barclay passed away 10 yrs ago,she had kidney problems all her life.She managed to deal with the dialysis with a lot off love and care with my stepdad,.My dad took her on a lovely holiday in Portugal as a surprise,she loved him to bits.But she fell and broke her hip, my dad flew her back to Britain by air ambulance,so that she would get the proper treatment.She did get the proper treatment but died 3 wks later.Myself and my 2 sisters Joyce and Veronica miss her so very much every day.And kelly laura , Emma,Matthew,,lynda ,David Sian,and all greatgrandchildren miss her so very deeply .She had such a hard life,but im so glad my dad Bob ,helped her through her last days ,Chris my son is with her now,he passed away 2 years ago.We miss them both dreadfully. Miss you mum forever June ,Joyce ,and Veronica xxxxx
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The New Year…✿⊹✿
It is winter and the New Year.
Nobody knows you.
Away from the stars, from the rain of light,
you lie under the weather of stones.
There is no thread to lead you back.
Your friends doze in the dark
of pleasure and cannot remember.
Nobody knows you. You are the neighbor of nothing.
You do not see the rain falling and the man walking away,
the soiled wind blowing its ashes across the city.
You do not see the sun dragging the moon like an echo.
You do not see the bruised heart go up in flames,
the skulls of the innocent turn into smoke.
You do not see the scars of plenty, the eyes without light.
It is over. It is winter and the New Year.
The meek are hauling their skins into heaven.
The hopeless are suffering the cold with those who have nothing to hide.
It is over and nobody knows you.
There is starlight drifting on the black water.
There are stones in the sea no one has seen.
There is a shore and people are waiting.
And nothing comes back.
Because it is over.
Because there is silence instead of a name.
Because it is winter and the New Year.
~ Mark Strand ~
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For Jean. xxx
♥ REMEMBERING YOU ON YOUR ANGEL DAY ♥
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♥ I Miss You ♥
Another year without you
Tears flow – within this broken heart of mine
I am never complete
A shadow of my former self
You went to the Garden of Paradise this day, that year
I should be happy for you, but I wish you were here so much
And all I can do is cry.
♥ Written by Melanie Doe 10/09/10 ♥
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✽ Sunrise Never Failed Us Yet ✽
Upon the sadness of the sea
The sunset broods regretfully;
From the far lonely spaces, slow
Withdraws the wistful after-glow.
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So out of life the splendor dies,
So darken all the happy skies,
So gathers twilight, cold and stern;
But overhead the planets burn;
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And up the east another day
Shall chase the bitter dark away;
What though our eyes with tears be wet?
The sunrise never failed us yet.
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The blush of dawn may yet restore
Our light and hope and joys once more.
Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
That sunrise never failed us yet!
✽ Celia Thaxter ✽
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✽ Stars In My Crown ✽
I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goes down
When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand
Will there be any stars in my crown?
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Will there be any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goes down
When I wake with the blest in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?
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In the strength of the Lord let me labour and pray,
Shall I watch as a winner of souls
That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day
When His praise like the sea billow rolls?
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Will there be any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goes down
When I wake with the blest in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?
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O what joy will there be when His face I behold
And with gems at his feet to lay down
It would sweeten my bliss in the City of Gold
Should there be any stars in my crown.
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Will there be any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goes down
When I wake with the blest in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?…
✽ Hymn by Eliza E. Hewitt, tune by John R. Sweney ✽
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Birthdays Do Not End With Death
Birthdays do not end with death,
But last as long as love,
A maelstrom of memories
That grace and honor move.
And so we celebrate your day
By visiting your grave,
A place that you have left long since,
But is all that we have.
Dear spirit, come and join us here,
Your loved ones by your stone!
Come sweep across the barrier
To claim us as your own!
Happy birthday, dearest one!
Oh, happy, happy day!
Not even the most bitter night
Can take this joy away!
Copyright Nicholas Gordon
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An old monk was once asked why he cared for ancient graves,
and why he cleaned the stones to preserve the writing carved there.
His reply was simple: “They still have their names. They will
always have their names.”
A life infused with love has consequences that reach beyond time
— ensuring that names, and places, and memories of what was,
still are, and always will be. They are not dead, can never die.
~ Gregory & Suzanne Wolfe
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☜♡☞ Dancing With Angels ☜♡☞
It’s just so hard to believe
All I have to hold is your memory
From this side of the clouds all I see is grief
But on the other side I know you’re free
And you’re dancing, dancing with angels.
Somewhere just out of my reach
You’re keeping heavenly company
When I’m feeling lonely it’s for myself I cry
‘Cause there aren’t any tears in paradise
When you’re dancing, dancing with angels.
I can almost hear your laughter
See the fullness of your joy
Knowing that you’re present with the Lord
And though today I miss you I know the day will come
When every believer will behold the Son
And we’ll be dancing, dancing with angels.
Ⓒ 1997 Dayspring Music / Lehsem Music
Words and Music by J. Mandeville & S. Siler
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~ ROCK ME TO SLEEP ~
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,
Make me a child again just for tonight!
Mother, come back from the echoless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore;
Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,
Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair;
Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!
Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears,—
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain,—
Take them, and give me my childhood again!
I have grown weary of dust and decay,—
Weary of flinging my soul-wealth away;
Weary of sowing for others to reap;—
Rock me to sleep, mother – rock me to sleep!
Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,
Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you!
Many a summer the grass has grown green,
Blossomed and faded, our faces between:
Yet, with strong yearning and passionate pain,
Long I tonight for your presence again.
Come from the silence so long and so deep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!
Over my heart, in the days that are flown,
No love like mother-love ever has shone;
No other worship abides and endures,—
Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours:
None like a mother can charm away pain
From the sick soul and the world-weary brain.
Slumber’s soft calms o’er my heavy lids creep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!
Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold,
Fall on your shoulders again as of old;
Let it drop over my forehead tonight,
Shading my faint eyes away from the light;
For with its sunny-edged shadows once more
Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore;
Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!
Mother, dear mother, the years have been long
Since I last listened your lullaby song:
Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem
Womanhood’s years have been only a dream.
Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace,
With your light lashes just sweeping my face,
Never hereafter to wake or to weep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!
~ ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN
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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I Grieve
- Peter Gabriel
It was only one hour ago -
It was all so different then.
Nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone.
It's just the way that we are tied in
But there's no one home.
I grieve ...... for you
You leave ...... me
So hard to move on
Still loving what's gone.
They say life carries on
Carries on and on and on and on
The news that truly shocks
Is the empty, empty page.
While the final rattle rocks
Its empty, empty cage.
And I can't handle this ---
I grieve ...... for you
You leave ...... me
Let it out and move on
Missing what's gone.
They say life carries on
Still, life carries on and on and on
Life carries on in the people I meet
Everyone that's out on the street
In all the dogs and cats
In the flies and rats
In the rot and the rust
In the ashes and the dust.
Life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Just the car that we ride in
The home we reside in
The face that we hide in
The way we are tied in -
As life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Did I dream this belief
Or did I believe this dream?
Now I will find relief
I grieve .............
☜♡☞
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'T is said that absence conquers love;
But oh! believe it not.
I've tried, alas! its power to prove,
But thou art not forgot.
ఇ F.W. Thomas ఇ
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Where thou art gone
Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.
May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore
The parting word shall pass my lips no more!
ఇ William Cowper ఇ
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Love finds us all, one way or another.
Love gives us reason and hope.
Love wraps its wings around our weakness and carries us all the way home.
ఇ Author Unknown ఇ
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ఇ Sext ఇ
Angelus bells on Wissahickon Creek as rocks and water ring each other.
Along the banks, fallen leaves nose their crisp, curled prows into the stream,
bearing away the last cargos of light.
In this mid-day of the season, time hovers like an angel of annunciation,
poised to confer eternity and grace.
In this mid-hour of the day, the world asks me to stay and watch the shadows come, then grow long, to witness everywhere diminishment:
a slow fading and cold descent.
Still, there is no sadness in the trees, the sky is soaked with blue.
Even the water shoulders its chill winter shawl without complaint.
Amid all this gilded fluorescence -- final flare before earth’s uncoupling
with light – a meadowlark still finds reason to sing.
ఇ Deidra Greenleaf Allan ఇ
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