| Location | Horley |
| Age | 10 years |
| Date of Birth | 1/1989 |
| Visitors | 1,208 since 03/03/2009 |
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Our Squawk....well what can I say! Aptly named and absolutely barmy, he was a wonderful pet.
When we first got him, we recorded a tape of us all saying "Hello Squawk!" over and over, which he
started to repeat, along with other phrases!
He loved coming out of his cage and flying to a mirror we had on the wall, to admire and talk to
himself for hours. He also liked to fly onto our heads and peck our hair(!) or even to your finger
if you held out your hand and called him.
He loved music and his favourites were The Honeycombs - "Is it because" and "Have I the Right"
(hence the reason for the music here on Squawk's page). He danced like mad to these tracks!
As mentioned on Patch's page, Squawk imitated Dad's horn for his bike, and this confused us as well
as Patch, as we thought it was Dad returning from work, but no, it was Squawk!
A wonderful budgie, he had a long life and is missed very much. R.I.P Squawkie. xxx
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Magic Of A Rainbow
I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.
A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.
It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.
Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.
Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.
(Peggy Kociscin)
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe:
The soul is indestructible and its activity will continue through eternity. It is like the sun, which, to our eyes, seems to set at night; but it has in reality only gone to diffuse its light elsewhere...
God Bless.
Please See Me Through My Tears
by Kelly Osmont
You asked, "How am I doing?"
As I told you, tears came to my eyes...
and you looked away and quickly began to talk again.
All the attention you had given me drained away.
"How am I doing?"...I do better when people listen,
though I may shed a tear or two.
This pain is indescribable.
If you've never known it you cannot fully understand.
Yet I need you.
When you look away,
When I'm ignored,
I am again alone with it
Your attention means more than you can ever know.
Really, tears are not a bad sign, you know!
They're nature's way of helping me to heal...
They relieve some of the stress of sadness.
I know you fear that asking how I'm doing brings me sadness
...but you're wrong.
The memory of my loved one's death will always be with me,
Only a thought away.
My tears make my pain more visible to you, but you did not
give me the pain...it was already there.
When I cry, could it be that you feel helpless, not knowing
what to do?
You are not helpless,
And you don't need to do a thing but be there.
When I feel your permission to allow my tears to flow,
you've helped me
You need not speak. Your silence as I cry is all I need.
Be patient...do not fear.
Listening with your heart to "how I am doing"
relieves the pain,
for when the tears can freely come and go, I feel lighter.
Talking to you releases what I've been wanting to say aloud,
clearing space
for a touch of joy in my life.
I'll cry for a minute or two...
and then I'll wipe my eyes,
and sometimes you'll even find I'm laughing later.
When I hold back the tears, my throat grows tight,
my chest aches, my stomach knots...
because I'm trying to protect you from my tears.
Then we both hurt...me, because my pain is held inside,
a shield against our closeness...and you,
because suddenly we're distant.
So please, take my hand and see me through my tears...
then we can be close again.
♥ Imagine ♥
♥ Imagine a desert
♥ without sand
♥ Imagine an arm
♥ without a hand
♥ Imagine a butterfly
♥ without wings
♥ Imagine winter without
♥ the promise of spring
♥ Imagine night without
♥ the arrival of dawn
♥ Imagine a life spent
♥ being just a pawn
♥ Image a soul
♥ that never connects
♥ Imagine a world
♥ that always rejects
♥ Imagine eyes that
♥ do not see
♥ Imagine knowing
♥ it can never be...
♥ Imagine a touch that
♥ does not feel
♥ Imagine a heart
♥ made out of steel
♥ Imagine a body
♥ that does not yield
♥ Imagine life’s storms
♥ without a human shield
♥ Imagine a tear
♥ that never cries
♥ Imagine an ache
♥ that never dies
♥ Impossible to imagine….
♥ It’s life without you!
♥ Copyright Mary Thong-Garner ♥
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My special star, always and forever. Love you darling. xxx
The times when
I miss you the most
I remind myself that
we can never really be apart
Because you are always
on my mind
and forever in my heart.
unknown
Where Peace Flows Like a River.
Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.
Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.
Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.
Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.
Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.
Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.
Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
2004
Love You More
Do I love you
to the moon and back?
No I love you
more than that
I love you to the desert sands
the mountains, stars
the planets and
I love you to the deepest sea
and deeper still
through history
Before beyond I love you then
I love you now
I’ll love you when
The sun’s gone out
the moon’s gone home
and all the stars are fully grown
When I no longer say these words
I’ll give them to the wind, the birds
so that they will still be heard
I love you
Copyright James Carter
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Our Angels all have fireworks..
In heaven up above
With colours of red and gold..
Sent to you with love.
Do you see the sparklers..?
Such a pretty sight
Hope you have lots of fun..
On this Bonfire night.
Wrap up warm beautiful Angel..
'Cos it's cold and wet
Will you have hot dogs and burgers..
I bet you will..
I bet.
You can snuggle up to all your Angel friends..
And watch the fireworks with love
So you enjoy yourself special Angel..
And have fun in heaven above.
Copyright Jackie Thomas 04/11/09
DREAMS
Dreams are where you relive memories,
a special time gone forever.
Dreams can take you to far away places,
that are only there while you sleep.
Dreams can make you smile or make you cry,
but when you wake you must say good-bye.
Dreamers can be what they want to be.
Dreamers are you and me.
Dreams are where you can see things,
that can no-longer be.
Dreams can take me to you,
no-matter where you are.
Dreams can make me smile or make me cry,
I never want to wake if I have to say good-bye.
Dreams can let me see you,
To touch you and hold you.
That's the only time I can be with you.
That's all I have left of you.
But I'll see you tonight in my dreams.
by Leslie D. Green
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