| Location | Sheffield |
| Age | 59 years |
| Date of Birth | 24/04/1921 |
| Date of Death | 15/06/1980 |
| Visitors | 2,641 since 01/11/2007 |
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maurice nowill june 1980 age 59 lorry driver from sheffield beloved husband father grandad fell a sleep in is chair on fathers day 1980 he was a hard working man that lived his life to the full r.i.p. dad jacky /irene/ ronnie and familys
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β₯TO HEAR YOUR VOICE
β₯ TO SEE YOUR SMILE
β₯ TO SIT AND TALK TO YOU A WHILE
β₯ TO BE TOGETHER IN THE SAME OLD WAY
β₯ WOULD BE MY DEAREST WISH TODAY
ββββ₯ xxx β₯ββββ₯ IRENE XX
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ββββββββSomeone Who Is In
ββββββββHeaven's Garden
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The tears streamed down and I let them flow as freely as they would,
making of them a pillow for my heart...♥ On them it rested.
– St Augustine
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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.
βΆ
Sweet hearts around us throb and beat,
Sweet helping hands are stirred,
And palpitates the veil between
With breathings almost heard.
βΆ
The silence, awful, sweet, and calm,
They have no power to break;
For mortal words are not for them
To utter or partake.
βΆ
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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Broken hearts,
Broken dreams,
A wounded soul
Lost, wandering aimlessly.
ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅ΜΜ¨Ζ·
Wondering…………
How could I ever be happy again?
Could I ever hear the sweet music of the wind?
Would I ever smell the fragrance of the flowers in bloom?
Would my feet ever move to the beat of the drums?
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Wandering……
Life's journey would never be the same,
The paths have changed,
Many roads ahead.
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Confusing……..
Too many choices,
Rough and rugged
Difficult for feet that are heavy
Tired from carrying the burden of grief.
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Broken hearts
Broken dreams,
An empty soul
Lost………………..
βΏ Author Unknown βΏ
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β The Lonely Winter Moon β
Sometimes I feel like the lonely winter moon staring down on snow covered hills.
The moon looks so lonely and silent.
It is a beautiful sight though to look outside on a cold winter night when the ground is covered with snow and a bright moon is shining down.
The snow glistens in the soft moonlight and it seems almost like daylight.
The stars look so bright, and you get the feeling you could almost reach up and touch them.
It seems so heaven like, as if the world and the heavens were one and everything is so clear, so understandable.
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The silence is what stands out.
As one steps out the sound of one's own footsteps in the snow sounds so loud.
As one stops to listen there is no other sound as even the wind is silent and everything seems under some heavenly spell.
β Walter Westfall β
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β Tracks Through The Snow β
One Winter's Eve the snow lay deep
I couldn't rest, I couldn't sleep;
rose from my bed, went to the door
and looked outside to days of yore.
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The wind chimes rang
and in my heart I knew
that somehow I'd be seeing you;
matter not that time had been so long
since we last shared our friendship's song.
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The clock struck twelve in the full moonlight;
but if you were there, you were veiled from sight.
I searched the yard I so well knew
with nary a sign nor sight of you.
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Rose from the step, went to my bed;
never again to believe what my heart had said
and as visions of you danced through the night
I closed my eyes in the pale moonlight.
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The next day dawned, no snow anew;
I looked outside, again, for you
and there in a path that led to my door
were tracks through the snow!
You were there once more!
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Even though you rest in dreamless sleep
a friendship made, a friendship keep;
and until the Day comes that we never will part
your tracks through the snow will live in my heart.
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Tracks through the snow
that lead to my door;
tracks through the snow;
you were there as before!
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And until the Day comes
that we never will part
your tracks through the snow
will live in my heart.
β Copyright 2002 Sally K. Evans β
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The bridge is the symbol of transition because when we cross,
it leads us to our new location.
And so it is with loss, that the bridge not only separates us from our loved one,
but helps keep us together.
(Author Unknown)
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Whisper My Name
(Terri Onorato)
The voice of an angel sings softly,
her glorious song fills the air,
bridging the gap between heaven and earth
with the message of life that she shares….
"Hope is the backdrop of Heaven,
love is the framework of hearts,
truth is the freedom from worry and fear
and compassion is where it all starts.
While able, live life to the fullest,
don't hoard all your love till the end
for the time that you lose in the process
can never be captured again.
My life as you know it is over
but my spirit and love they remain;
trust me to guide you each step of the way,
have faith, simply whisper my name."
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β Peace β
Give me a place free of fear,
Where only peace is near,
Where conflict is unfound,
As gentle rings each sound;
Where the eye beholds beauty,
Completely simple and free,
Untouched by evil or hate,
But in a tranquil state;
Quietly dwelling day by day,
Ever that way to stay.
βΈ Walter Westfall
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β The Eagle β
Among the timbers; oaks and elms,
Not far from brackish seas,
Alights a golden Ern.
With winged strength and keen eye,
A revered being; Aetites.
His talons anchor to the branch,
High in trees above.
With affirmation he proclaims his might,
And beckons homage,
A wondrous Bird of Jove.
Immortal is he, this golden Eagle
Ever symbolic of ancient kings.
For after death he will soar
From the depths: a Phoenix,
With greater courage and stronger wings.
Author Unknown
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Far above the obscure shore
The sky cast forth a "darkness visible"
That speaks your sadness forever more,
Of a loss that's ever so insensible.
But above these clouds where the sun beams glow
With no shadows to cast or eclipse,
My soul lives on; I feel no sorrow
For in my world, I still exist.
To those who love me, I feel your love.
There is no pain, I am at rest.
I have my peace in this heaven above,
And with your prayers I am forever blessed.
(Author Unknown. Written for parents upon the loss of their son, David.
David was a young physician and cancer surgeon whose life was consumed by the very disease he treated.)
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Out of the air came a brilliant white swan,
landing silently in the shimmering light of the lake.
Truly, thy grace and beauty has no equal.
Author Unknown
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The silence without you is deafening,
Even when we were totally quiet,
Even when sleeping,
I could hear and feel your presence.
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There are so many sounds and sensations,
That were part of me and part of you
Together in our coexistence;
Your breathing
Your movement
Your smell
Your voice
Your thoughts.
yes, sometimes I could actually hear you thinking.
α¦♥α¦
Now you are gone.
I look for you several times a day,
But you are not there.
I listen for you every moment,
Waiting for the confirmation of your being,
And realizing every moment
That you are no longer here.
α¦♥α¦
The silence is deafening.
I never could have imagined
The void that your death would cause.
All other sounds and sensations in my life
Continue uninterrupted.
They pale in comparison
To the silence of your absence.
†[♥]† Anonymous †[♥]†
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There Is No Death
There is no death.
The dust we tread shall change between the showers
To golden grain or rainbow tinted flowers.
And ever near us though unseen,
The Immortal Spirits tread
Through all the boundless universe in life
There are no dead.
A. Perry
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Echoing Love
Author Unknown
If the words I have spoken
echo on your mind,
my voice can never be stilled.
If you remember my mirth
when I enter your thoughts,
my smile cannot be erased.
If my mem'ry lightens your life
like the morning sunrise,
then each day we'll meet anew.
If you remember me with love,
how can I then be gone.
For in your heart I shall live on.
♥
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