Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sun on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
From son Paul, daughter-in-law Margaret and grandchildren Ryan and Ciara.
Friday 13 March 2020
Dearly-beloved mother of Jonathan (Jonny) and grandmother of Nicole, Carolyn and Adam.
A golden heart stopped beating, two beautiful eyes now rest.
The Lord he hurts our hearts to show he always takes the best.
At peace.
Jonny and partner Carrie.
Monday 09 March 2020
Ohh Lilly you where a true lady, to whom I was very fond of... First time we met was at Hay on Wye horse sale's many moons ago, and you and Joanne stayed in our craven at fayre oaks time... And not forgetting socks biting Andrews toe at a steak supper, and swearing like a tropper, but you saw the funny side, although I was so embarrassed
Sleep tight my darling, reunited with your loving husband again.
Lots of love Anne Andrew Emma and Charlotte (Amesbury ponies) xxxx
God saw the road was getting rough.
The hills were hard to climb.
He gently closed his/her weary eyes,
and whispered peace by thine.
Monday 09 March 2020
Anne and Andrew Prosser
God saw the road was getting rough.
The hills were hard to climb.
He gently closed her weary eyes,
and whispered peace by thine.
Monday 09 March 2020
Dearly beloved grandmother of Emma husband Richard and great grandchildren Hannah and Jamie.