Betty McMahon

what a waste of a life so sorry for your loss x x x x x x x
Robyn hamill's daddy

Andy Hamill

November 6, 2008

On wings of flight to realms unknown
the white soft downy dove has flown
Alone he soars, dips then dives,
revelling in the freedom of the azure skies

The watcher below is granted a glimpse,
a fleeting glimpse and marvels at the sight
Envious, oh, would that he might, be bathed
as the dove in radiance bright
His feet are firmly planted,
yet, in dreams, his wish is granted

Dream on watcher, one day you will be free
Together you'll fly, patience, wait quietly
When the time is right, the dazzling sun
will disperse the gloom of deepest night

J. Salloway July 1986 (for Memorial Service)



The days of my lfe were yours
My youth and the years of my life were yours
The love in my life was yours
All yours, forever yours

Be happy in the realms of our Lord above
I wish you joy and peace my love
Does your spirit roam free
In the place where you dwell
A land of white light, flowers and trees
With sparkling rivers and silver seas

Do you think of me?
Do you remember me?

Lost in the shadows of the past
I would the memories that haunt me could be stilled at last

When souls fly free if memories die
Surely love remains, the lasting flame

When my eyes grow dim
Come to meet me if you can
Take my hand and lead me on
Together forever
Blessed eternity

Edward Ofarrell

November 6, 2008

xxx

A rose once grew
where all could see,
sheltered beside
a garden wall,
And as the days passed
swiftly by,
it spread its branches, straight and tall...

One day, a beam of light
shone through
a crevice that had
opened wide ~
The rose bent gently
toward its warmth
then passed beyond
to the other side

Now, you who deeply
feel its loss,
be comforted ~ the rose blooms there ~
its beauty even greater now,
nurtured by
God's own loving care.

Karen McLean (Niece)

November 6, 2008