http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=yIdZ-rRnUkg

Will forever make me think of you both.

Give nannanannanaaa Dot a big hug from us all.

Happy Birthday Dad

What we would give if we could say
Happy Birthday dad in the same old way
To hear your voice, to see your smile
To sit with you and chat a while.

Those who have a dad
Cherish him with care
You won't know true heartache
Till you see his empty chair

I am so so sorry that I never got the chance to really know you and never came to say goodbye. I always thought that we had time. Now that time has gone I take comfort from knowing that you can now visit me and your great grandchildren any time you want. I am sure that you and Nan have had something to do with recent events and for that I will be eternally grateful. I hope that your proud of me. Rest in peace perfect peace and I'll see you when I get there. xxxx

No sooner after the night's rest
Or in the door
Did you start to dance a step
In the middle of the kitchen floor

And as you danced
You whistled
You made your own music
Always in tune with youself

I go beyond the old man
Mind and body broken
To find the unbroken man

It is that moment
before the dance begins
Your lips are enjoying themselves
Whistling an air

Whatever happens or cannot happen
In the time I have to spare
I see you dancing.

Little things you ll never forget

1 ) Club Trips you sat with all us Zooies rather then your mates.
2) When I was a lad my dad saying nip an get jacks barra
(for posh people out there it was to get the coal in )
3) New years eves wi your paul and les, me and lynne always comin to yours to let new years in and you in good sprits from all the shandy you had been drinking.
4) Family barbis at your teresas all sat in room watching golf
on few final holes.
5) My dad saying jack.. sez as he sees.
6) Coming to see you in hozzy and saying the pills you were on would fetch a fortune in sunnyside.
plenty more memories too many to mention
god bless jack no doubt vic would have some change for snooker light when you got there
x
moz lynne eden niamh

Written by Marian Barker

Where is that man so strong, yet gentle
Who loved to have his children near
That man so kind and loving
Yet a man his family would revere

Where is he who proud and tender
Held his grandchildren on his knee
And told them tales to make them laugh
Oh where is he

Where is he who cared for others’ children
Who taught them right for wrong
Who showed them love and understanding
Where has this man gone

Where is he who by example
Influenced the lives of many other
Who was a friend to everyone
And anyone could call him brother

Look not for him nor weep nor mourn
Remember all the happy days
The special thoughts each one holds dear
And memories of his life and ways

Ask not why he had to die
Remember him and be glad
For those who never met this man
Are the ones who should be sad

©Marian Barker

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I Believe-Diamon RIo......the words say it all

Every now and then soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And its like you havent been gone a moment from my side
Like the tears were never cried
Like the hands of time are holding you and me
And with all my heart Im sure were closer than we ever were
I dont have to hear or see, Ive got all the proof I need
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe

Chorus
That when you die your life goes on
It doesnt end here when youre gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends and if Im right
Our love can even reach across eternity
I believe, I believe

Forever, youre a part of me
Forever, in the heart of me
And Ill hold you even longer if I can
The people who dont see the most
Say that I believe in ghosts
And if that makes me crazy, then I am
cause I believe

There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe

You can shed tears that he is gone,
Or you can smile because he lived,
You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
Or you can be full of the love that you shared,
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on,
You can cry and close your mind be empty and turn your
back,
Or you can do what he would want: smile, open your eyes,
love and go on.

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end

He noted that first came the date of her birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own;
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life's actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?

Granddad, you were just a lad,
So many years ago.
You had your loves and had your dreams,
You watched us come and go.

You watched us make the same mistakes,
That you had made before,
But that just made you hold us tight,
And love us all the more.

We haven’t always thought about
The things that you have seen.
To us you’ve just been ‘Granddad’,
No thought of who you’ve been.

But we remember now in love,
Your life from start to end,
And we’re just glad we knew you,
As ‘Granddad’, and as ‘friend’

Missing you so much words are not enough
Sleep tight Grandad Jack
Love Amy
xxxx