William Thomas Connolly

Oh you fought to the end of your devastating battle.
My heart aches that you are no longer here with us today.
Everyday I look outside and see the birds fly beneath the clouds,
I believe it's the path to heaven.
I miss you grandpa.
Life's a journey.
Life's a battle.
Nobody ever said life was going to be easy.
Grandpa you don't know,
How much I wish you were here with us today.
I don't really know much about you,
But I heard so much.
You were a brave man you fought to the end.
I love you grandpa.

Sarra Connolly (Granddaughter)

November 23, 2011

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Under a Wiltshire Apple Tree

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SOME folk as can afford,
So I’ve heard say,
Set up a sort of cross
Right in the garden way
To mind ’em of the Lord.

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But I, when I do see
Thik apple tree
An’ stoopin’ limb
All spread wi’ moss,
I think of Him
And how He talks wi’ me.

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I think of God
And how He trod
That garden long ago;
He walked, I reckon, to and fro
And then sat down
Upon the groun’
Or some low limb
What suited Him
Such as you see
On many a tree,
And on thik very one
Where I at set o’ sun
Do sit and talk wi’ He.

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And, mornings too, I rise and come
An’ sit down where the branch be low;
A bird do sing, a bee do hum,
The flowers in the border blow,
And all my heart’s so glad and clear
As pools when mists do disappear:
As pools a-laughing in the light
When mornin’ air is swep’ an’ bright,
As pools what got all Heaven in sight
So’s my heart’s cheer
When He be near.

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He never pushed the garden door,
He left no footmark on the floor;
I never heard ’Un stir nor tread
And yet His Hand do bless my head,
And when ’tis time for work to start
I takes Him with me in my heart.

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And when I die, pray God I see
At very last thik apple tree
An’ stoopin’ limb,
And think of Him
And all He been to me.

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Sarra Connolly (Granddaughter)

January 17, 2011

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♥⋰☆ On Earth You Were An Angel Who Lit Up Many Lives ♥⋰☆ Now You Are An Angel Who Lights Up All The Skies ♥⋰☆ xxxxx ♥⋰☆

Sarra Connolly (Granddaughter)

November 23, 2010

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November 3, 2010

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☀ Under the Walnut Tree ☀

When I face what has left my life, I bow.
I walk outside into the cold,
rain nesting in my hair.
All the houses near me have their lights on.
Somewhere, there is a deep listening.
I stand in the dark for a long time
under the walnut tree, unable to tell anyone,
not even the night, what I know.
I feel the darkness rush towards me,
and I open my arms.

(Copyright Ⓒ 2000 Lynn Martin)

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Warm summer sun
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind
Blow softly here,
Green sod above
Lie light, lie light—
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

(Adapted from Robert Richardson's poem "Annette" by Samuel Langhorne Clemens (Mark Twain) as the epitaph for his daughter, Olivia Susan Clemens)

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Mel Xxxxx

October 27, 2010

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... And when one of us is gone
And one is left to carry on
Well then remembering will have to do
Our memories alone will get us through
Think about the days of me and you
Of you and me against the world ...

(Paul Williams and Ken Ascher)

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He stilled the storm to a whisper;
the waves of the sea were hushed.
They were glad when it grew calm,
and He guided them to their haven of rest.

(PSALM 107:29-30)

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Mel Xxxxx

October 22, 2010

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⊹ A Death Has Occurred ⊹
By Paul Irion

A death has occurred and everything is changed.
We are painfully aware that life can never be the same again,
That yesterday is over,
That relationships once rich have ended.
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But there is another way to look upon this truth.
If life now went on the same,
Without the presence of the one who had died,
we could only conclude that the life we remember
made no contribution,
filled no space,
meant nothing.
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The fact that this person left behind a place
that cannot be filled is a high tribute to this individual.
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Life can be the same after a trinket has been lost,
but never after the loss of a treasure.

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Mel Xxxxx

October 20, 2010

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Rainbow Tears

Red Ones Burn My Angry Eyes
As Grief Drips Down My Face
Liquid Burning Embers Pool
In My Soul’s Empty Space

Blue Ones Crush My Shoulders
As I Bow My Head With Pain
These Ones Are Most Familiar
When Sorrow Speaks Your Name

Green Ones Cleanse My Weary Heart
And Wash Away The Fear
A Healing Bath Of Sanity
When Head & Heart Are Clear

Yellow Ones Bring Back Happy Times
Of Days When You Were Here
A Touch, A Smile, A Loving Gaze
From The One I Hold So Dear

Silver Tears Like Snowflakes Fall
So Gently To The Ground
Their Soothing Swirl Embracing Me
A Lost Soul Now Is Found

While You Live Out Your Rainbow Years
I Remain, Crying Rainbow Tears

With Love,
Dianne aka SpookyWolfe 7/19/2004

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Mel Xxxxx

October 19, 2010

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Softer than the softest rose
are the clouds on which I sleep.
Sweeter than the springtime honey
are the thoughts that I now keep.
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Farther than the farthest star
is the home where I shall live,
Deeper than the greatest love
is the love I've yet to give.
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A love that is immortal
and will grow with each new dawn.
What in our lives we shared together
will remain to be reborn.
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So grieve no longer upon my death,
my soul is still; at peace.
I suffer not upon this journey;
my ascent to ethereal grace.
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Author Unknown

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Mel Xxxxx

October 15, 2010

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Why remember?
Because remembering honours.
Remembering heals.
Remembering forgives.
Remembering creates appreciation and gratitude –
two of the most wondrous salves for your sorrows.
People sometimes think that they will feel better by denying their grief
and refusing to remember what has caused it.
In some cases and at certain times, that may be true.
As your life continues to demand that you support yourself,
care for others, and be out and about in the world,
you may need to place your memories on hold.
But grief is like a bill collector:
You can delay facing it, but if you do so for too long,
it will come to meet you at your front door.
Grief will have its day, whether you consciously allow it to or not.
So it is in your best interest to heal the wounds of grief with remembrance.
Refusing to remember can cause bitterness, pain, and anger to appear to fade away.
But buried grief lies in wait and pounces unexpectedly.
Buried grief casts an invisible veil of sadness over every future relationship.
It whispers that to love means to suffer.
It convinces you that life offers nothing but despair.
The dammed-up river of unresolved grief
makes it easier for each subsequent loss
to burst through your defences.
With organic grieving, you will not bury your grief.
Instead, you will allow the rhythms of your emotions to ebb and flow naturally.
By giving yourself the gift of remembering,
grief will seep back into and enrich the soil of your life
instead of creating poisonous wells of unresolved sadness inside you.

♥ Allen and Linda Anderson ♥

Mel Xxxxx

October 13, 2010