| Location | Stirling |
| Age | 74 years |
| Cause of Death | Not Listed? |
| Date of Birth | 07/06/1933 |
| Date of Death | 06/02/2008 |
| Visitors | 136 since 30/08/2009 |
| Creator |
dad its been over a year since u passed over but we all still think of u every day
They say there is a reason,
They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason,
Will change the way I feel,
For no-one knows the heartache,
That lies behind our smiles,
No-one knows how many times,
We have broken down and cried,
We want to tell you something,
So there won't be any doubt,
You're so wonderful to think of,
but so hard to be without.
xxxxx
final flight
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free,
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard his call,
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I've found that peace at the end of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah, yes, these things too I will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My Life's been full, I savoured much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one' touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.
coal miners daughter
Well I was born the coal miner's daughter in a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler
We were poor but we had love that's the one thing that daddy made sure of
He shovel coal to make a poor man's dollar
My daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine all day long in the field hoein' corn
Mommie rocked the baby that night and read the Bible by the coal oil light
And everything would start all over come break of morn
Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner's pay
Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard everyday
Why I've seen her fingers bleed to complain there was no need
She's smiled in mommie's understanding way
In the summertime we didn't have shoes to wear
But in the wintertime we'd all get a brand new pair
From a mail order catalog money made by selling a hog
Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere
Yeah I'm proud to be a coal miner's daughter
I remember well the well where I drew water
The work we done was hard at night we'd sleep cause we were tired
I never thought I'd ever leave the Butcher Holler
But a lots of things have changed since the way back then
And it's so good to be back home again
Not much left but the floor nothing lives there anymore
Just the mem'ries of a coal miner's daughter
i shall pass through this world but once,
any good that i can do,or any kindness that i can show to any human being,let me do it now,let me not defer nor neglect it, for i shall not pass this way again.
sending this your way wullie with love R.I.P xx
from rose xxx
I don't know, If you can see, the changes that have come over me
In these last few days I've been afraid, that I might slip away,
But I’ve been telling old stories, singing songs
That make me think about where I come from
And thats the reason why I seem, so far away today
Let me tell you that I love you, and I think about you all the time
Caledonia you're calling me, and now I'm going home
But if I should become a stranger
you know that would make me more than sad
Caledonia's been everything, I've ever had
I have moved, and I have kept on moving, proved the point that I need proving
Lost some friends that I hated losing, found others on the way
I have kissed the ladies and left them crying
Stolen dreams yes there is no denying,
I have travelled hard times with concience flying, somewhere in the wind
Let me tell you that I love you, and I think about you all the time
Caledonia you're calling me, and now I'm going home
But if I should become a stranger
you know that would make me more than sad
Caledonia's been everything, I've ever had
Now I'm sitting here, before the fire, the empty room, the forest choir
The flames that could'nt get any higher well they’ve withered now they’ve gone
But I'm still thinking my way is clear,
And I know what I’ll do tomorrow
When the hands are shaking and the kisses flow, well I will disappear
Let me tell you that I love you, and I think about you all the time
Caledonia you're calling me, and now I'm going home
But if I should become a stranger
you know that would make me more than sad
Caledonia's been everything, I've ever had
garden- for my grandad.
a new flower,
a new bird,
another step,
a new word.
he's seen them,
he has seen them all,
he was there in summer,
and there in fall.
he make sure it looks beautiful,
it is his pride
,
he watches us,
and with laughter he cried.
he helped them bloom,
made them colour,
cherished there smiles,
and deffianatly made them fuller.
he did his best,
but he has not stopped,
he will never rest,
until they have fully flowered.
Thank-you grandad
i love you
from catriona xxxx
"My grandad's so bald,
My grandad's so brave,
Sometimes I see him he needs a good shave!
My grandad's clever,
my grandad's smart,
We liked to call him a grumpy old fart!
My grandad always tells me a very good story,
My grandad, i think he washes in glory.
My grandad, we love him ever so much,
there's something about him, a magic touch!
my grandad's so strong,
my grandad's so tough,
my grandad's taught me so much stuff!
My grandad's life, i'm afraid, has come to an end,
this poem was about my very best friend.
from your oldest granddaughter
Granddad, you were just a lad,
So many years ago.
You had your loves and had your dreams,
You watched us come and go.
You watched us make the same mistakes,
That you had made before,
But that just made you hold us tight,
And love us all the more.
We haven’t always thought about
The things that you have seen.
To us you’ve just been ‘Granddad’,
No thought of who you’ve been.
But we remember now in love,
Your life from start to end,
And we’re just glad we knew you,
As ‘Granddad’, and as ‘friend’.
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