Charlie Angel

*~*~* MY PRECIOUS ANGEL *~*~*

You slipped away
We had to part
God eased your pain
But broke my heart

unknown

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Friday afternoon

Letting go of you

I know I have to let you go.
How I will I do not know.
I know that it's your time to die.
What I don't know is how to say goodbye.
I'll miss you so much I don't know what to do.
I guess I'll just end this poem with a goodbye and an I love you.

Jenna leigh Walters

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Thursday night

Robert Longley

A Rainy Day

Things are not as bad
As they now may seem to be
Your life will still go on
Even though it’s without me

These are not tears of sadness
On this day of rain
Please look at them as tears of joy
For I am now free of pain

You cannot know the freedom
Or the peace that I now feel
I hope this is some comfort
As you all now learn to deal

The battle now is over
And in many ways I’ve won
While you might think it is raining
I am warm amidst the sun

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Thursday evening

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Summerlands

Just the other side of death's curtain are the Summerlands. All the pets who have died go through this curtain and though they can still watch us, we can't see them. Sometimes the curtain is thin in places and we catch a glimpse of our lost companion waiting on the other side. Sometimes the curtain twitches as they look through at us and we can feel them or feel a sudden draft as the curtain falls back into place. The Summerlands exist in the long, lazy late afternoons of an eternal golden summer of remembered childhood; the time when everything seems most alive and sweetest smelling. Our animals are young again and turned to perfect health. There is always space and time to play and love, places to be with others and places to be alone together. When our time comes, the curtain is lifted from our eyes and we can see the Summerlands ourselves. Waiting there for us are the animals and people we loved in life and we can see them clearly at last. The time has come for us to move away from the curtain and renew these interrupted friendships. Sometimes we can't help but take a peek through the curtain just to see how our own loved ones are doing before they come to join us.

Author Unknown

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) Thursday evening

Do you think?.............

Do you think that I am over it
Better than before
Maybe I've forgotten
Doesn't hurt me anymore?
♥
Do you think that I am doing fine
No tears are shed each day
Get up and just get going
Pain has all but gone away?
♥
Do you think that I am coping
Living life just as you do
If that's what you imagine...
You don't have a single clue.
♥
I cope, I cry, and I deny
I've learned how I must hide
Keep everything within me
Bottled up deep down inside.
♥
I can't be who I was before
I've changed I'm someone new
It happens when you have a loss
You would be different too.
♥
I'm so misunderstood each day
To tired to explain
Not over it, or better
Simply put... I'm not the same.
♥
And will never be because you left me.

Author Unknown

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) Wednesday night

***** NIGHT NIGHT ANGEL *****

To See You Once Again

Josette Kerns

I wish with all my heart I could see you once more,
I would use that moment and time to tell you how
Much love my heart holds for you and I shall never
Close that door.

Life each and every day with out you keeps going on
Even if some days I do not wish it I know I am being
Selfish and maybe even wrong, but to see you just once
More I so very much long.

I try to remember all the loving and happy times we
Were granted to enjoy and share, I try to understand
And not cry but to see you once more even only for a
moment to let you know just how very much I do care.

I know that day will eventually come when its my turn
To this world to say goodbye, But until then I shall hold
your love close to my heart, and sometimes I shall break
Down and cry, and I will still ask the question why did you
have to die?

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) 5 days ago

Rainbows appear only on dreary, rainy days.
They beautify the world for a few brief moments.
These moments, however, can be spectacular.
YOU were our brief rainbow.

You entered our life
And stayed but a short while.
Nonetheless, the memories of those moments
When you blessed us with laughter and delight,
Joy and smiles,
Charm and beauty,
Gaiety and silliness,
Sunlight and moonbeams,
Giggles and love (ad infinitum)...
Made the deluge,
The tears of pain and anger,
Helplessness and fear,
Insanity and agony,
Sadness and heartbreak,
Emptiness and loneliness
Bearable

Rainbows, however brief,
Make the world a brighter, lovelier place.
How grateful we are that we had you,
Our brief rainbow.

(Peggy Kociscin)

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) 5 days ago

So go and run free

So go and run free with the angels
Dance around the golden clouds
For the lord has chosen you to be with him
And we should feel nothing but proud
Although he has taken you from us
And our pain a lifetime will last
Your memory will never escape us
But make us glad for the time we did have
Your face will always be hidden
Deep inside our hearts
Each precious moment you gave us
Shall never, ever depart
So go and run free with the angels
As they sing so tenderly
And please be sure to tell them
To take good care of you for me

Author unknown.

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) 1 week ago

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♥ Peace My Heart ♥

♥ Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
♥ Let it not be a death but completeness.
♥ Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
♥ Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
♥ Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
♥ Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
♥ I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light your way.

♥ Rabindranath Tagore, Bengali poet and philosopher ♥

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) 1 week ago

Time In A Bottle

Jim Croce



If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you.

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again I would spend them with you.

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) 1 week ago