What's the point of endeavour?
Now I can no longer make you proud,
Why should I strive to survive and thrive?
Now you're no longer allowed.
Why should I rise in the morning?
What's the point in making a start,
The sun may be shining outside,
But never again in my heart.
People ask me how I'm doing,
'I'm fine,' comes my stock reply,
What am I meant to say?
'Since you left I've died inside'?
Well that's not gonna happen,
You've influenced me here,
Regardless, you've always had
A sympathetic ear.
Your courage was inspiring,
Your strength like that of steel,
You remained so dignified
Throughout your whole ordeal.
If I could just be half of,
The person that you were.
I'd still be 50 feet tall,
And twice the man, I swear.
So that's the point of endeavour,
As futile as it seems.
I know you'd never want me,
To give up on my dreams.
And that's the point of endeavour,
Now that the time has come.
I make an oath to you, my child,
To look after your mum.
Sent by Barry on 09/06/2018
How i miss you so much bish the day you was born was one of the happiest days of my life .I was so proud to be called your nan yes we did have our ups and downs you were one of the kindest caring people ever always pitting others first even had your own issues .what I would do to get that that last text or phone call to say nan I've seen in new look can I have it's only ....... Lol you would always get it the day you had to leave us the day you couldn't fight it any longer was the hardest day ever I had to face my heart broke in a million peaces the grace I get you are not suffering any more keep looking down on your mum and dad and the family hope you like how spoilt lucky is lol fly high my angel love you always nan xxxx
Sent by Jayne on 30/07/2017
To the living, I am gone.
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace.
And to the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea-remember me.
As you look in awe at a mighty forest and its grand majesty-remember me.
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity-remember me.
Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, your memories of the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed.
For if you always think of me, I will never be gone.
Sent by Claire on 22/07/2017