| Location | Leeds |
| Age | 12 years |
| Date of Birth | 01/01/1997 |
| Date of Death | 17/10/2009 |
| Visitors | 636 since 17/10/2009 |
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Dudley, my beautiful boy. You brought me so much happiness for 10 years. I cannot believe you have gone. I'm so sorry and I love you so much. xxxxxx
Dudley xxx
When the Time Comes
John Quealy
Lord, when the time comes please help me be strong
My furry friend is sick; something's terribly wrong
The vet checked him over; there's nothing he can do
I'm afraid soon I'll be sending him; home to You
Please take him back home; on the wings of a dove
Into Your loving arms; up in heaven above
Take him to a meadow; where he can play and run free
Under bright sunlight; among the green grass and trees
He's been a part of my life now; for so many years
I'll miss him so much; my eyes are filling with tears
Please give me the courage; to tell him good-bye
As I know He'll watch over me; through his loving eyes
I'll never forget him; I'll see him one day
Tell him we'll meet at the Bridge; then we'll go play
I'll cherish the memories; of the time we both had
they'll put a smile on my face; then I won't feel as bad
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
by Clement Clarke Moore
or Henry Livingston
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
*** FIRST CHRISTMAS WITHOUT YOU ***
This Christmas Without You
The nights are getting longer
The sun is barely here
The weather is cold and frosty
So Christmas must be near
Twinkling lights will start appearing
Holly and Tinsel here and there
Santa Wish Lists will be written
By excited children everywhere
But for me there will be no Turkey
Decorations will stay packed away
No Mistletoe to be kissed under
For me this Christmas Day
No Christmas Morning smiles
As we wake to greet the morn'
No special gifts for each other
With fancy wrappings to be torn
My day will be filled with memories
With sadness and with tears
With remembering Happy Christmas's
Spent together in previous years
This year will be the first Christmas
I have to spend alone without you
So it will not be Happy and Jolly
Just very empty, sad and blue.
But deep down I know you'll be with me
I will feel your presence when I am blue
I will smile when I remember some silly times
And the twinkling eyes that were uniquely you.
So I am not looking forward to this Christmas
I know I will be feeling oh so blue
But I know it is something I have to live through
This very first Christmas without you!
Earthmother (c) November 2007
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My xmas wish
Its almost time for xmas trees
and pretty coloured lights
its almost time for voices
singing carols in the night
little children's faces
lighting up with glee
stirring up the memories
of folk like you and me
our thoughts return to days gone by
and loved ones near and far
we'll mourn the loss of those we loved
for that's the way we are
we try to smile and play the games
to help the day go right
but often we will shed a tear
in our beds at night
let us pray for the year ahead
may your heartache cease
and as the new year comes around
may you live in peace,
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
Barbara Jeanette Collins
SPECIAL HANDLING PLEASE
I was handed a package the other day.
It was wrapped securely to be mailed away
Attached to the outside as plain as could be
Was a simple note for all to see.
Please rush through the holiday season;
Too painful to open for any reason.
Contained within, find one broken heart-
Fragile, broken, falling apart.
Tried to go shopping the other day;
The hype of the season blew me away.
Sat down to write cards,
That was insane.
Couldn't find the list
Or think of my name.
People say,
"Come over, be of good cheer."
"Celebrate the holidays,
Prepare a New Year."
But my grief overwhelms me
Like waves in the sea.
Can they cope with my crying,
an unsettled me?
I don't have any holiday cheer.
Decorations, traditions, big family meal
I can't do this year.
Do you know how I feel?
Guilty and frustrated!
I've let everyone down!
Our holiday celebrations
used to be the best in town.
So just ship me away
Address unknown
When my grief is better
I might fly home.
author Mary J. Pinkava
Christmas at Rainbow Bridge
by Terri Onorato
As the midnight hour approaches on Christmas Eve, a tremendous celebration begins. If you listen closely you will hear the exuberant sound of Bridgekids preparing for the remarkable moment that comes but once a year. Puppies romp through the tall green grass, chasing butterflies and rolling over and over until fits of giggles bring them to a tumbling stop. The volume increases as kittens, cats, tigers and lions purr in pure delight while the wings of snow white doves gently caress the air. The babbling brook that runs beneath Rainbow Bridge overflows onto the edge of mossy banks and fins of treasured aquatic life quiver in anticipation of this most joyous event. Nestled in the midst of this happy choir of Bridgekids are the littlest angel tots staring in awe at the majestic Christmas tree adorned with flowing strands of angel hair. Effervescent, twinkling stars seesaw elegantly from the sky and land in glorious harmony upon the stoic limbs of Heaven's most perfect Christmas tree. Swaying to and fro in nearby rocking chairs are grandmothers, grandfathers, parents, aunts, uncles and loved ones. The sound of their whispered lullabies permeate the air as they sing to tiny angel babies resting quietly in their arms.
Like magic the clock approaches midnight and a great stirring is heard in the distance. Each Bridgekid stops and listens, knowing the time is near, and they choose a fleecy cloud on which to snuggle. The roar of purrs drops to barely an audible hum, the babbling brook ripples hypnotically and the flutter of downy feathered wings fall silent. Heaven's spirited toddlers climb expectantly upon the laps of angels while babies coo in tranquil unison.
Amidst the warm glow of candle light which rises from the earth below, the arms of the Bridge Keeper envelop the heavens and into the precious hands of each child and in front of each animal a holy gift is placed. With grand exuberance the ribbons are removed and left to fly on a tender breeze where they dissolve into showers of angel dust. As the golden lids of these heavenly gifts are raised, an amazing aura fills the sky, reaching down to the very core of the earth. Ascending from each and every box is the greatest gift of all…unending, unconditional, all-encompassing love. This blessed love gently wraps itself around the cherished souls of heaven, warming their hearts with beacons of radiant light and bringing forth from angels an exquisite chorus. As the clock strikes midnight the distance between heaven and earth is vanished. It is at this very moment on Christmas Eve that the Bridge Keeper, His children, angels and Bridgekids send a message to their earthly loved ones on the wings of this unbridled love.
Listening carefully with an open heart we will hear the familiar voice of our own angel whisper softly into our ear their Christmas message..."Let me share with you this love of mine, always and forever. When you need me know that I am here. I have not left you for I am in your heart where I belong. Our love is eternal as is the brilliant glow of candlelight which illuminates the path to the heavens and Rainbow Bridge. I wait patiently as do you for our inevitable and glorious reunion. I love you, I love you, I love you."
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As Christmas time approaches
We miss you more and more
Memories of past Yule times
We always will adore
We still hang the decorations
Put the lights upon the tree
We hang the cards upon the wall
This one's for you, you see
Even though you are not here
You're always in our hearts
So we remember you this Christmas
While we're temporarily apart.
unknown
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***** 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?
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.
COMFORT
2 Cor. 1:3-5
Surrounded by friends
yet all alone
the one I loved
God has called home
the hugs of friends
helps ease the pain
and I know my loss
is my loved one's gain
but tears now flow
across my face
as I long for just
one more embrace
then comfort comes
and I see Christ's face
He hugs my loved one
and I feel God's grace.
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