| Location | Leeds |
| Age | 90 years |
| Cause of Death | Natural Causes |
| Date of Birth | 29/11/1916 |
| Date of Death | 29/01/2007 |
| Visitors | 2,160 since 22/02/2010 |
| Creator |
I have made this memorial for a wonderful man who i miss very much,i became Berts carer in the last few months before he passed,i met him through my friend who was his gardener,and he had asked David to be his carer,so david could still do his gardening,i was his carer during the day,the day he passed david met me at the gate and said Bert didnt look well,I sat with him and held his hand,then he took his last breath,i was heartbroken,i am glad i got to care for you Bert,i really miss you,Rest in Peace Bert,all my love Carla xxx
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Birthdays Do Not End With Death
Birthdays do not end with death,
But last as long as love,
A maelstrom of memories
That grace and honor move.
And so we celebrate your day
By visiting your grave,
A place that you have left long since,
But is all that we have.
Dear spirit, come and join us here,
Your loved ones by your stone!
Come sweep across the barrier
To claim us as your own!
Happy birthday, dearest one!
Oh, happy, happy day!
Not even the most bitter night
Can take this joy away!
Copyright Nicholas Gordon
"Remember Me" (song by Deanna Edwards)
Remember me whenever you see a sunrise,
Remember me whenever you see a star,
Remember me whenever you see a rainbow
Or woods in autumn colors from afar.
Remember me whenever you see the roses
Or seagulls sailing high in a sky of blue.
Remember me whenever you see waves
Shining in the sun.
And remember, I'll be remembering you!
Remember me whenever you see a teardrop,
Or meadows still wet with the morning dew.
Remember me whenever you feel love
Growing in your heart.
And remember, I'll be remembering you!
...ƒяιєη∂ѕнιρ ƒℓσωєя
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All my love Sylvie
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✿ Comfort ✿
Ah! if we only dreamed how close they stand
…Who were our flesh and blood once, and are still
A part of us in sympathy and will,
…We should not grieve so, thinking death had banned
All sweet communion with life’s spirit-land,
…But fancy in each faint delicious thrill
That stirs us when Heaven’s cisterns overfill,
…Droppings of comfort some near love had planned.
Death brings them nearer to us: human sense,
…Earth-dulled, is all the barrier that hides
The adjacent country where each one abides;
…And we shall wonder, when we too pass hence,
Our hearts were thwarted by so frail a fence,
…And could not break the weak wall that divides.
~ May Doney ~
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I watched a seagull spread its wings and rise into the blue.
Out towards the far horizon straight and strong it flew.
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But slowly it became a speck - and disappeared from sight,
vanishing behind a hazy veil of golden light.
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Lost to view – but still it flew, though not observed by me.
So it is when souls go out into eternity.
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They pass beyond the range of vision and we say they’ve gone,
but, like the bird that fades into the distance, they go on.
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On into a greater life, the journey to complete –
across the dim dividing line where earth and heaven meet.
Author Unknown
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დ For Those Who Weep დ
I have a pearl
to give to you who weep
whose beauty is born
from simple life
and fashioned out of pain.
it fills a mandala
with space to breathe
and gently gathers light.
It is not struck from rock
or circled like a diamond noose
to bind you by
but free and perfect
grew unknown
where nature turns invading pain
to beauty and delight.
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So hold it fast
and catch the spread of sunrise
in the single point of light.
~ Margaret Torrie
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-::- The Other World -::-
It lies around us like a cloud,
A world we do not see;
Yet the same closing of an eye
May bring us there to be.
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Its gentle breezes fan our cheek;
Amid our worldly cares,
Its gentle voices whisper love,
And mingle with our prayers.
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Sweet hearts around us throb and beat,
Sweet helping hands are stirred,
And palpitates the veil between
With breathings almost heard.
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The silence, awful, sweet, and calm,
They have no power to break;
For mortal words are not for them
To utter or partake.
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So thin, so soft, so sweet, they glide,
So near to press they seem,
They lull us gently to our rest,
They melt into our dream.
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And in the hush of rest they bring
’T is easy now to see
How lovely and how sweet a pass
The hour of death may be;—
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To close the eye, and close the ear,
Wrapped in a trance of bliss,
And, gently drawn in loving arms,
To swoon to that from this:—
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Scarce knowing if we wake or sleep,
Scarce asking where we are,
To feel all evil sink away,
All sorrow and all care.
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Sweet souls around us! watch us still;
Press nearer to our side;
Into our thoughts, into our prayers,
With gentle helpings glide.
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Let death between us be as naught,
A dried and vanished stream;
Your joy be the reality,
Our suffering like the dream.
-::- Harriet Beecher Stowe -::-
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Say not, they die, those splendid souls,
Whose life is winged with purpose fine;
Who leave us, pointed to the goals;
Who learn to conquer and resign.
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Such cannot die; they vanquish time,
And fill the world with glowing light,
Making the human life sublime
With memories of their secret might.
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They cannot die whose lives are part
Of the great life that is to be;
Whose hearts beat with the world’s great heart,
And throb with its high intensity.
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Those souls are great, who, dying, gave
A gift of greater life to man;
Death stands abashed before the brave;
They own a life death cannot ban.
Author Unknown
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The Reddened Rose
The beauty of the single rose
That lay below the brambled stem
It gently dies at sweet day’s end
No more to feel ~ life’s warmth within
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My heart is like the reddened rose
Whose life has bled upon the ground
Fading with each passing breath
A heart that beats ~ without a sound
A silent silence ~ no one can hear
As deep within the pain grows strong
While thorns do prick the heart’s veneer
Sorrow sings ~ its lasting song
The bleeding heart that beats in me
With silent grief ~ of roses past
That lived in gardens of my life
Oh, they have breathed their earthly last
Withered petals’ sweet repose
Now undisturbed ~ they rest alone
As memory caries on the wind
Their beauty rests beneath the stone
I walk upon this hallowed ground
Where the lonesome wildwood grows
My heart will ever linger here
To bleed upon the reddened rose…..
Hazelmarie Elliott
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Leaf after leaf drops off,
flower after flower,
Some in the chill,
some in the warmer hour:
Alike they flourish,
and alike they fall,
And the Earth who nourished them
receives them all.
Should we, her wiser sons,
be less content
To sink into her lap
when life is spent?
Walter Savage Landor
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ღ Signs ღ
(By Jamie Van Der Meer)
My angel sends a butterfly,
To land upon my arm.
They send me signs to let me know,
They’re safe & loved & warm.
My angel sends me rainbows
On a cloudy day.
I understand that they are near,
And things will be okay.
Today they sent me snowflakes,
From a sunny sky above.
I could feel their presence,
And the power of their love.
My angel sends me little signs
In the moon and skies
The signs are subtle, yet I know,
They're meant just for my eyes.
I look for all these little signs,
To comfort me each day.
The signs can even make me laugh,
My angel loves to play!
These signs are The Creator's things,
And you might think it's odd,
To believe my angel sends these signs,
They do...they’re one with God.
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ღ Pax ღ
(By D.H. Lawrence)
All that matters is to be at one with the living God
To be a creature in the house of the God of Life.
Like a cat asleep on a chair
at peace, in peace
and at one with the master of the house,
with the mistress at home,
at home in the house of the living,
sleeping on the hearth, and yawning before the fire.
Sleeping on the hearth of the living world,
yawning at home before the fire of life
feeling the presence of the living God
like a great reassurance
a deep calm in the heart
a presence
as of a master sitting at the board
in his own and greater being,
in the house of life.
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In Winter's Arms
Winter holds me with his arms of icy white,
and kissed my breath with frost upon the pane.
Subdued by touch of winter's frigid hand,
I pray for spring to find me once again.
O'wind, you whistle to the winter's tune.
Your melody is heard 'pon day and night,
but one day spring will come to rescue me,
and wisk away your song of winter's blight.
O'tree, you're frozen in the winter's dream.
Your leaves have left you 'neath a moon of white,
but when my prayers are answered 'pon spring's dawn,
you'll thaw beneath its sun with warm delight.
O'field, your harvest has been reaped and spent ~
and winter blankets you 'neath snowy mounds.
Yet one day soon in springtime's rising mist
you'll feel the greening of your earth rebound.
Winter holds me with his arms of icy white,
and kissed my breath with frost upon the pane ~
but deep within I somehow always know,
that spring will come and find me once again.
By Hazelmarie Elliott
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мєяяу cняιѕтмαѕ мєяяу cняιѕтмαѕ мєяяу cняιѕтмαѕ
||♥|| The Window of Heaven ||♥||
The window of Heaven is open,
The angels can fly to and fro,
And those that I love can all gather,
And look down at Christmas below.
For Christmas is special in Heaven,
The love is so easy to see,
And down from the window at Christmas,
God sends a present to me.
"I will forever be with you,
Your side, I shall always be near,
And though you may not always see me,
In your heart I will always be there.
I will warm up your soul during Christmas,
My love is a fire burning bright,
Then my blanket of love will surround you,
And keep you all through the night.
On the brink of your Christmas morning,
I'll be the star at the top of the tree,
Shining my light on your teardrops,
You'll see a reflection of me.
Then as the gifts are all opened,
With the children encircling the hearth,
Look deep in their little faces,
Their kisses will be from my heart.
For the window of Heaven is open,
My love can pour out so free,
And those that I love can all gather,
And look up to Heaven at me."
||♥|| Jean Penner ||♥||












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