Lynne Margaret Carter

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

♪♫♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫♫♪
♪♫♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫♫♪
♪♫ Happy Birthday Dear Lynne ♫♪
♪♫♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫♫♪

Rev. Terri Sas

March 11, 2013

Happy birthday and Mother's Day-wish you were here

Hi Mum, it's been a long time. Today is Mother's Day s which is a day that I can not celebrate in the normal way. Instead I spend the day being grateful for the fact that you were my Mum. Tomorrow is your birthday, you would have been 59- the fact that you should still be here never leaves me. I miss you as much today as I did then . I miss you so much and always will. Forever and always In my heart and mind forever. Xxxxxxxxx

Lisa Osbourne (Daughter)

March 10, 2013

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A Song for New Year's Eve

Stay yet, my friends, a moment stay—
Stay till the good old year,
So long companion of our way,
Shakes hands, and leaves us here.
Oh stay, oh stay,
One little hour, and then away.

The year, whose hopes were high and strong,
Has now no hopes to wake;
Yet one hour more of jest and song
For his familiar sake.
Oh stay, oh stay,
One mirthful hour, and then away.

The kindly year, his liberal hands
Have lavished all his store.
And shall we turn from where he stands,
Because he gives no more?
Oh stay, oh stay,
One grateful hour, and then away.

Days brightly came and calmly went,
While yet he was our guest;
How cheerfully the week was spent!
How sweet the seventh day's rest!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One golden hour, and then away.

Dear friends were with us, some who sleep
Beneath the coffin-lid:
What pleasant memories we keep
Of all they said and did!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One tender hour, and then away.

Even while we sing, he smiles his last,
And leaves our sphere behind.
The good old year is with the past;
Oh be the new as kind!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One parting strain, and then away.

~ William Cullen Bryant

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend)

December 31, 2012

ʚϊɞ இڿڰ ʚϊɞ இڿڰ ʚϊɞ இڿڰ ʚϊɞ இڿڰ ʚϊɞ இڿڰ ʚϊɞ இڿڰ ʚϊɞ

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times,
in life after life, in age after age forever.
My spell-bound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs
that you take as your gift, wear round your neck in your many forms
in life after life, in age after age forever…

~ Rabindranath Tagore

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The beauty that emerges from woundedness is a beauty infused
with feeling; a beauty different from the beauty of landscape
and the cold perfect form.
This is a beauty that has suffered its way through the ache
of desolation until the words or music emerged to equal the hunger
and desperation at its heart.
It must also be said that not all woundedness succeeds in finding
its way through to beauty of form.
Most woundedness remains hidden, lost inside forgotten silence.
Indeed, in every life there is some wound that continues to
weep secretly, even after years of attempted healing.
Where woundedness can be refined into beauty
a wonderful transfiguration takes place.

~ John O'Donohue

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend)

December 7, 2012

For Lynne. xxx

♥ REMEMBERING YOU ON YOUR ANGEL DAY ♥

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♥ I Miss You ♥

Another year without you
Tears flow – within this broken heart of mine
I am never complete
A shadow of my former self
You went to the Garden of Paradise this day, that year
I should be happy for you, but I wish you were here so much
And all I can do is cry.

♥ Written by Melanie Doe 10/09/10 ♥

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend)

November 3, 2012

Missing you more than ever- 5 years today

Mum,

The day that we all fear and dread is here again- the day we lost you forever.

I can't believe that it is 5 years. It has gone so fast and then in another way, it seems a lifetime ago. Kiara is amazing- you would have been so proud- she is the light of my life and makes everything worthwhile. We always talk about you- she will never forget her precious Nanny!

I love and miss you so much. You will always live on in my heart- where i keep your memory forever- you can never be taken away from me there. I will send a sky lantern to you later- as I always do, to honour the memory of my irreplaceable Mum.

All my love forever

Lisa xxxxxxxx

Lisa Osbourne (Daughter)

November 3, 2012

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✽ܓ A Tear And A Smile ✽ܓ

I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
for the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
to flow from my every part turn into laughter.

I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.

A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
of life's secrets and hidden things.
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
to be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.

A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;
a smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.

I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than
that I live weary and despairing.

I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the
depths of my spirit, for I have seen those who are
satisfied the most wretched of people.
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and longing,
and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.

With evening's coming the flower folds her petals
and sleeps, embracing her longing.
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet
the sun's kiss.

The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment.
A tear and a smile.

The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come
together and are a cloud.

And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys
until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping
to the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to return
to the sea, its home.

The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.

And so does the spirit become separated from
the greater spirit to move in the world of matter
and pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow
and the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death
and return whence it came.

To the ocean of Love and Beauty----to God.

~ Kahlil Gibran

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend)

October 14, 2012

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✻ She Came and Went ✻

As a twig trembles, which a bird
Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,
So is my memory thrilled and stirred;—
I only know she came and went.

As clasps some lake, by gusts unriven,
The blue dome’s measureless content,
So my soul held that moment’s heaven;—
I only know she came and went.

As, at one bound, our swift spring heaps
The orchards full of bloom and scent,
So clove her May my wintry sleeps;—
I only know she came and went.

An angel stood and met my gaze,
Through the low doorway of my tent;
The tent is struck, the vision stays;—
I only know she came and went.

Oh, when the room grows slowly dim,
And life’s last oil is nearly spent,
One gush of light these eyes will brim,
Only to think she came and went.

~ James Russell Lowell

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend)

October 3, 2012

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When Death hath poured oblivion through my veins,
And brought me home, as all are brought, to lie
In that vast house, common to serfs and Thanes,--
I shall not die, I shall not utterly die,
For beauty born of beauty--that remains.

~ Madison Cawein

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ჱܓ Roses ჱܓ

A sea of broom was on the brae,
A heaven of speedwell lit the way;
But ever as I passed along
Of roses only was my song -
Roses, roses, roses!

They spread their petals, pink and white
Full stretch to feast upon the light;
They pushed each other on the spray
Like children mad with holiday -
Roses, roses, roses!

But as when summer noon is high
A fearful cloud bedims the sky,
A sudden memory of pain
Arises from the bright refrain -
Roses, roses, roses!

I watch a figure to and fro
‘Mong summer roses long ago,
Herself a rose as blythe as they -
Alas! how soon they pass away -
Roses, roses, roses!

~ Walter Wingate

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend)

September 2, 2012

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Grief ♥ڿڰۣಌ

I had my own notion of grief.
I thought it was the sad time
that followed the death of someone you love.
And you had to push through it
to get to the other side.
But I'm learning there is no other side.
There is no pushing through.
But rather,
there is absorption.
Adjustment.
Acceptance.
And grief is not something you complete,
but rather, you endure.
Grief is not a task to finish
and move on,
but an element of yourself-
An alteration of your being.
A new way of seeing.
A new definition of self.

Ⓒ Gwen Flowers

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend)

August 19, 2012