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So sorry Stephen but I dont seem to nudge your thread so often these days but you are never far away from my thoughts

Night time nudge

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows where
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother


So on we go

His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there


For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with the gladness
Of love for one another

It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not share


And the load
Doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy he's my brother

He's my brother
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

Missing you so very badly tonight XX Will always love you XX..

Fly, fly little wing,
fly beyond imagining.
The softest cloud, the whitest dove,
upon the wind of heaven's love.

Past the planets and the stars,
leave this lonely world of ours.
Escape the sorrow and the pain,
and fly again.

Fly, fly precious one,
your endless journey has begun.
Take your gentle happiness,
far too beautiful for this.

Cross over to the other shore,
there is peace forevermore.
But hold this memory bittersweet,
Until we meet.

Fly, fly do not fear,
don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear.

Your heart is pure, your soul is free,
be on your way, don't wait for me.

Above the universe you'll climb,
on beyond the hands of time.

The moon will rise, the sun will set,
but I won't forget...

Fly, fly little wing,
fly where only angels sing.

Fly away, the time is right,
go now, find the light.

who buys the Bella??

xxxxxx~nudgexxxx~

I walked away that evening without a backward glance,
I didn't know that moment was going to be our last.
The last time I would hold you or see your lovely face,
The last time I would kiss you and feel your strong embrace.


So solid and so real,so vibrant and alive,
A happy face with twinkling eyes, my fine young man, my child.
My first-born son, my Stephen, the apple of my eye,
so cruelly taken from me, I never said goodbye.


The shattered remnant of my heart is strangely beating still,
with holes so black and fathomless no light could ever fill.
I don't know how I face each day without my darling boy.
Gone is all the happiness, the love of life, the joy.


The years stretch on before me, so bleak and dark and long,
I pray you walk beside me, son, and help to keep me strong.
And when my life is over, come to me on that day,
and smile at me and hold me tight and carry me away.


the wind that whispers through the trees, the brightest star at night,
a rainbow on a dismal day, a shaft of golden light,
All these are signs you send to me, a message from above,
that even death can't break the bonds of Son and Mother Love...

Missing youXX..

Friday morning nudge at the end of the first full week of 2009

Night Stephen love look out for Ellen, please XX..

Special Ellen has gone this morning to join Stephen and her beloved husband, bless you Ellen, cannot believe you are gone, brings all the pain back, but I know you will be happy to be with your special man, just those left behind I feel for, fly fly Ellen, and find happiness, Love you sweetheart and blessings go with you. XX..

Thursday nudge to keep the hope for a better future for all our children alive

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Got a reply Son and Mr. David Anderson MP is going to ask the council
to restore your resting place to how it was, fingers crossed, sorry have not been down, but cannot face seeing your place the way it is, but you are copnstantly in my thoughts XX..

Well Son, I thought I would go straight to the top and have e-mailed our MP and so I hope, but be patient, that they may have your grave sorted soon, but if we get a break in the weather and time off work to coincide then we will sort it for you, but as I say, be patient please, and yes I know, that was never one of your things, but......love you and miss you more thank words can expressXX It get's no easier Son. XX..

Love you Stephen and missing you so very, very much XX,, Bless you my special son XX..

Have missed going to the grave this weekend, but could not face it, still wondering if I should write to the council, or contact my MP. XX.. Night Stephen, sorry XX..

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A hushed Sunday and a time to reflect on the past and hope for a better future for all the world. Nudging this so important thread back to the top