My evening walks on the beautiful Yorkshire Wolds

  • A Year On, some sentiments and memories.

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    Some of you may remember my blog, 'Midsummer Poppies', I went back to the field where I took the pics, havent been back there since Mum died, I made a point and went tonight, as it is exactly a year since I discovered the field of poppies, I went same time of day, early evening, and it was very much like last year, a warm hazy summer evening, I took mums dog with me, the poppy field is now a field of barley, a field of…

  • A most beautiful poem 'The Dash' by Linda Ellis

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    I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on her casket from beginning to the end. He noted that first came the date of her birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years. For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on earth and now only those who loved her know what that little line is…

  • Funeral tomorrow, one last poem for mum

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    the earth is stirring, whilst you lay still
    snowdrops and bluebells, an early daffodil
    they smile through our sorrow, yet gently bow
    promising that we'll get through this somehow
    you wouldnt want us to cry, or feel this pain
    but flowers cannot grow without any rain
    and when the blossom falls from the tree
    as birds sing and fly, its you that I'll see
    all of life's things that were special to you
    will hold your memory…

  • Gone to the arms of the angels, RIP mum

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    Sadly my beautiful mum passed away yesterday evening, peaceful at the end, may she now rest in peace, free from her pain and suffering, my heart is broken.

    I love you so much mum

  • Never knew the word 'SUFFER' would hurt my inner soul

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    Today, what can I say, i dont have the words to say, only my heart is breaking and a pain fills my body like never before, to see my mum in pain fills me with pain unimaginable, so what do I do when Im in pain, I find words from the depth of my sorrow, my way of dealing with things, so I wrote this poem today

     

    • A greater love, like no other,
      A Daughters love for her mother,
      A greater pain, now fills my heart…