Paul Anthony Longshaw

SORRY

Sorry ive not been on for a while and i missed lighting you a candle for your birthday but that dont mean i forgot son as i will never ever stop thinking of you day in and day out you remain in my heart always i love and miss you more and more each passing year i just wish that you could still be here only a mother the pain deep within my heart love always mam xxx

Fiona Longshaw Pauls Mum (Mother) October 4, 2009

birthday

so sorry i am late with this love but as u probs no i wasnt in yesterday cause took lucy 2 uni.(i no u will b so proud of her).another birthday we cant celebrate with u , but we send u all our love,keep lookin down on us n keep ur mam strong, she misses u so much. always thinking of u love and u will NEVER b forgotten. u made such a huge impact on all our lives. mujch love paul from all the flynns.xx

Joan Flynn (Family Friend) September 23, 2009

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♥ Are there birthdays up in heaven
does an angel blow his horn
announcing to all the angels
this is the day you were born ♥

♥ Can the stars be your balloons
and angel food your cake
presents wrapped in moonbeams
all the angels helped to make ♥

♥ So I’ll whisper a little prayer today
asking everyone up above
to sing you a happy birthday song
and give you all our love ♥

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I heard you crying yesterday,
And felt your heart-sent love.
So I’m sending you this message
Now, from Heaven up above.

You’re wondering if I’ll celebrate
My birthday (way up here).
I know you’re missing me today
I feel your essence near.

God planned a special day for me,
He told me with a wink.
He’d ordered me a special cake
(It’s Angel food, I think).

Balloons will fill the streets for me,
They float up through the clouds.
And we have lots of friends up here
That make us laugh out loud.

There is a birthday carousel,
Jeweled horses ride the wind,
With music playing, oh so sweet…
The magic never ends.

I’ve made so many friends, you see
We laugh and play and sing.
We ride our bikes and play the fool
And sleep in Angel’s wings.

But we don’t blow out our candles here
Instead, they light the skies.

Rachel Bass. Josh September 22, 2009

Mum xxx

My mum, she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before
but from now until she dies
she`ll tell a whole lot more

ask my mum how she is
and because she can`t explain
she`ll tell you a little lie
because she can`t describe the pain

Ask my mum how she is
she`ll say `i`m alright`
if thats the truth then tell me
why does she cry each night?

ask my mum how she is
she seems to cope so well
she didn`t have a choice you see
nor the strength to yell

ask my mum how she is
` i`m fine, i`m well, i`m coping`
for gods sake mum tell the truth
just say your heart is broken

she`ll love us all her life
we loved her all of ours
but if you ask her how she is
she`ll lie and say she fine

we are here in heaven
we can not hug from here
if she lies to you dont listen
hug her and hold her near

on the day we meet again
we`ll smile and we'll be bold
we'll say `your lucky to get in here mum`
for all the lies you told!

xxxxxxxxxx

Lynn Robinson, Nicola'S Mam (GTS Friend) August 26, 2009

No words to help us comprehend
no thoughts to ease our pain
no simple way to say goodbye
and go on with life again

Nothing can begin to fill
the emptiness inside
or take away the heartache
and make the pain subside

Yet time will bring it's healing touch
and slowly make a start
to show that tears are natures way
to heal a broken heart

Then memories of happy times
the thoughts you had to share
will show their love lives on with you
though they're no longer there.

All my love Lynn xxx

Lynn Robinson, Nicola'S Mam (GTS Friend) June 20, 2009

I picture you walking up the path
and walking through the door
I listen out for your gentle laugh
but i cant hear it anymore

I hold my hands out everyday
Hoping for your gentle touch
But i dont feel your warm hands touch me
Its a feeling i miss so much

I wait for you to wipe my tears
But you want yours wiping too
And everyday still hurts so much
Because my life is missing you

I keep your memory in my soul
It burns so bright each day
And all the things i have in my mind
Theres three words i want to say

I Miss You

xxxxxx

Lynn Robinson, Nicola'S Mam (GTS Friend) May 17, 2009

EVERY PARENTS DREAD

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We all grieve at some time in our life,
Maybe it’s for a parent, grandparent, a husband or wife,
Our hearts are filled with much sorrow and pain,
Life is unfair, and nothing seems the same.

It could be a sister or a brother too,
Or even a friend who is close to you,
Memories of your loved one are so new and so clear,
You dream of the day you can hold them near.

You live your life with good days and bad,
Some of them happy, some of them sad,
You think of the good times and remember with love,
Your dear departed loved one up in heaven above.

Then comes the grief that is impossible to bear,
It’s the loss of a child, which we can’t compare,
You don’t know where to go for the comfort you yearn,
The only comfort for you , is for your Child's safe return.

For these parents time does not heal,
They live a life that is not real
Their hearts are empty!!! Yet they feel like lead,
They have been given the news of every parents dread.
They have been told their child has gone,
Please don’t tell them they must move on.

Lynn Robinson, Nicola'S Mam (GTS Friend) April 24, 2009

Just letting you know I was here

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to leave my love xxxxxxxx

Jacqui McGinty (Family Friend) April 18, 2009

Hi son how i remember easter so well as it was the day u closed your eyes i didnt even get the chance to give you the easter eggs i had bought for you but little did i know aunty carol and you had shared 1 on the friday nite so you did have 1 its so strange as your anniversary has never fell on easter sunday again. i was watching the video of your 10th birthday the other day how i wish we could ov shared many more miss you so much your heartbroken mam xxxxxx

Fiona Longshaw Pauls Mum (Mother) April 12, 2009

If Only Our Children Were Easter Eggs




If only our children were Easter eggs,
Hidden safely in the grass,
We could search for them and pick them up,
And hold them within our clasp.



We'd have a heavenly Easter egg hunt,
All with baskets in our hands,
Searching with a broken heart.
Only WE can understand.



'Oh, look I found your child over here,'
'Hey, did anyone find mine?'
They are so beautifully colored,
And they sparkle and they shine...



These aren't your usual Easter eggs,
They each have their own special glow,
That comes from way down deep within,
Only a grieving parent would know.



We gather up our special eggs,
With excitement all around,
For the gift that we've been given,
For the treasure we have found.



We all now stare with wonderment,
At our children that have died.
We want to hold them once again,
And release them from inside.



But we all begin to realize,
We have to crack their beautiful shell,
The one that, makes them sparkle and glow,
The one they have earned so well.



We know we can't destroy their beauty,
And take them from their place,
So we give them an understanding kiss,
As a tear runs down our face.



One by one we take our baskets,
With our beautifully colored eggs,
And place them gently in the grass,
As we turn and walk away.



We look back in amazement,
As our eggs begin to sing.
We see them flutter and move about
'Look, our eggs all now have wings.'



Then the Golden egg begins to speak...
'Your children are safe with me.'
'You'll be with them when the time is right'
Together for all eternity.'



We stand there in a circle of love,
As we look up to the sky,
Watching our radiant eggs take flight,
Knowing our children didn't die.

Lynn Robinson, Nicola'S Mam (GTS Friend) April 8, 2009