The
Compassionate Friends The
Compassionate Friends In
Memory can
tear apart
I
never dreamed when we vacationed at the beach Would
be the last time I would spend with you Now
those days seem so far and out of reach You
were a best friend and like a brother I
love you so very much and I still do To
me you meant the world and you were like no other The
many times that we spent together are memorable to me If
only I had known maybe I could have done something But
the future though I could not predict nor see It
has been almost eleven years since that horrible night I
can not understand why you had to be taken away Your
death was just not fair or right I
often
wonder if you were here what might have been Your
spirit forever lives on in my heart When
the time comes we will be together again Until
that time comes I will think of you each day Your
gentle face will stay in my mind eternally Each
night I will utter words just for you when I pray The
fondness I have for you has not faded at all To
be honest it has even gotten stronger The
thoughts of you can pick me up when I fall Your
friendship will hold a special place in my heart There
is where our strong bond will evermore be A
bond which nothing or no one can tear apart. for:
Jamie Lee Morgan by his friend, Janice Hess
January 29, 1972-September 6, 1992 In
Memory of Matthew
R. Pieson 04/7/86
-12/13/03 Buzz
Poets - Angel Eyes He
walked the earth above the ground His
smile as wide as painted skies Blue
Skies His
Blue Skies And
all the creatures heard the sound The
night, this child Like
angel learned to fly In
blue skies And
all I ask is why little angels have to fly And
the stars they hid his angel eyes I
throw my hands up to the sky and I miss his angel eyes He
sings to me don't cry Since
heaven called his name Nothing
will ever be the same as us together, together They
say legends never die And
so, my friends this angel lives forever, forever And
all I ask is why little angels have to fly And
the stars they hide his angel eyes I
throw my hands up to the sky and I miss his angel eyes He
sings to me don't cry I
sing, I scream I
need to hear a new sound A
star has fallen Think
I hear him calling Since
the day I heard the news My
soul is melting cause my heart is burning, burning He
was just a child with the sun inside his smile In
innocent skies angels fly I
see an angel in the sky And
I miss his angel eyes But
he sings to me don't cry (Appropriately
suggested by Sara with all copyright privileges to Buzz Poet) To
remember Matthew R. Pieson (04/07/86-12/13/03) In
Memory My
Child
I
cannot choose the path that
you must venture to... Let
your heart take the lead in
whatever you pursue. you
are my angel, my treasure, it's
difficult to let go... although
your journey will be long i
must let you spread your wings... and
grow... poem
in memory for Elizabeth Ann Sharp-Gale 02/17/94-07/05/97
11/10/98
- 01/26/99 Another
Birthday-November 10th This
day is here again Every
year it makes its way around Just
like the season it just seems to fall right on me Me
missing you, every part of me. This
day is with me for every part of the year When
its finally here, there is no steering clear Steering
clear of everyday things is impossible Thinking
of you, missing you with every part of me The
wish of seeing your eyes brighten with the sight of your cake Watching
you blow out those candles Unwrapping
and hoping for the special gift you've been asking for I'll
never know the feeling of those things Cause
you were taken from me You're
six today and I have memories I'll never forget The
sight of your big eyes looking at me for the first time, Watching
you stare at me, listening to your first cry That
first smile is time standing still in my mind. So
one more year has come and gone One
more year you're there and I'm here I'll
never know the reasons I'm
praying that someday we'll be spending this special day together Once
again just like six years ago. So
blow out those heavenly candles, Montana. I'll
feel the warm breeze that follows. Only
I'll know it's you wishing you were here too. "May
You Fly With The Angels And Touch The Face Of GOD" Always
loved, never forgotten Written
by Briget R. Barnes-Hulse to remember Montana Rose Hulse who
was born November 10, 1998 and died January 26, 1999.
In loving memory of
Frank P. Herring
12/01/46-3/10/06 A poem
for my Uncle Frankie Smiling blue eyes that danced
with glee, I knew it was all done in fun, Regrets I have as many of us do, Frankie, you were buried today, Forgive me for not going to your
wake,
Love, Dianne
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The
Camden County Chapter">
The
Camden County Chapter, New Jersey
of
Jamie Lee Morgan
01/29/72 -- 09/06/92
of
Elizabeth Ann Sharp-Gale
02/17/94-07/05/97
In Memory of
Montana Rose Hulse
How happy you were the joke was on me.
You loved to laugh and play and joke,
And at my expense you would poke.
Especially when you called me Hon.
What I wouldn't give to hear you go,
Out on the porch to call me "Dingo!"
But you knew how much I loved you too.
If I could go back and visit the past
I would do what I could to make it last.
And I didn't know what to say.
I loved you with all my heart,
And could not bear to see you part.
I did it for my own personal sake.
No matter what I did it was too late,
For you had already left for Heaven's Gate.
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