He Only Took My Hand

Last night while I was trying to sleep
my sister's voice I did hear.
I opened my eyes and looked around but she did not appear.
she said, "You've got to listen. You've got to understand;
God didn't take me from you, He only took my hand.
When I cried out in pain that morning, the instant that I died,
He reached down and took my hand, and pulled me to his side.
He pulled me up and saved me, from the misery and pain.
My body so badly wounded I could never be the same.
My search is finally over now, I've found happiness within.
All the answers to empty dreams, and all I might have been.
I love you all and miss you so... please don't keep asking why.
My body's gone forever, but my spirit will never die!
So live until we meet again, and please try to understand
God didn't take me from you, He only took my hand.
~Author Unknown

To Be Yet More

A redwood seed might seem too small
To grow into a tree so tall
It gives me hope there is in me
Yet more than appears to be;
I too may grow too be yet more
Than anything I've been before.
I'm glad I'm growing, but above
All else I want to grow in love.
Dear humankind, sister and brother,
We are all one with one and other!!
by James Dillet Freeman

The Dance

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars alone
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could
have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance
Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know I might have chanced it all
Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but
I'd of had to miss the dance

Song by Garth Brooks

A Prayer For You

I said a prayer for you today
And I know God must have heard
I felt the answer in my heart
Although he spoke no word!
I didn't ask for wealth of fame
(I knew you wouldn't mind)
I asked him to send treasures
Of a far more lasting kind!
I asked that He'd be near you
At the start of each new day
To grant you health and blessings
And friends to share your way!
I asked for happiness for you
In all things great and small
But it was for His loving care
I prayed the most of all!

Unknown

What I never Said

It's 2:00am and I can't sleep
I'm awake and lying on the bed
thinking...or am I dreaming
about all those things I never said.

Did you know how much I loved you?
Did you know how much I cared?
Had I known how it would all end
there would'nt have been so much time spared.
Maybe I would have made you laugh
or tried to make you smile
I might've told you how much you meant to me
when I was just a child.

Who's to say, I cannot
I just know the words come now...

It's not what I said that counts
it's what I should have said
the keeps me up at 2:00am
lying in the bed.

By Lenise

The Day God Called You Home-

God looked around His garden
And He found an empty place.
He then looked down upon
This earth and saw your tired face.

He put His arms around you
And lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He always takes the best.

He knew that you were in pain.
He knew that you would never
Get well on earth again.
So He closed your weary eyelids

And whispered, "Peace Be Thine."
He then took you up to Heaven with
Hands gentle and so kind.
It broke our hearts to lose you,

But you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you Home.

-Author Unknown

The Ship

I am standing on the shore as a great ship gently glides from the harbor and sails toward the horizon.
She is beautiful. Sails billowing;
and shining bright as sunlight sparkling on distant waters.
She grows smaller and smaller until at last,
her white sails shine as ribbons out where the sky and
water mingle as one.

And as I watch, a voice behind me says,
"Well, she's gone." She's gone. Gone?
"No," I tell myself. No, she is not really gone.
Not really. She is gone only in the sense that I can no
longer see her. In reality, she is the same as ever;

just as beautiful; just as shining.

And deep in my heart I know,
that on another shore someone is crying out,
"Look! Look everyone! Here she comes!"

~Author Unknown

Time moves too slowly when we wish it would pass,
and rushes by quickly, when we want it to last.
But despite its rate of travel,
time cannot stop or steal
the heart that holds within itself a love true and real

-author unknown

When you went I felt empty inside

Days & nights went by, in and out like the tide.

The reasons and thoughts I should of said

Are left unspoken, locked in my head.

Your death was so sudden,

Yet youre never forgotten

The memories I have will refresh me.

Ill carry on going and

Try to keep showing

The qualities you had that impressed me.



by Katie for my Granda 13/03/2002

The Catalina Way



To capture a moment in time

is like holding a piece of your soul

looking back at times had

with love to forever hold;



I remember gentle breezes

and swimming in the sea

I remember the proud look

that you had given me



I remember shopping most of all

for all the islands treasures

we had so much fun then

nothing seemed to measure



As we walked along the beach side

you told me you wanted kids

that you could call your own

I was so young then...what did I say?

If only then I could have known.



The longing and the need you felt

it went beyond my years

Outside you were joyful

inside their were tears.



I want to always see you in the

same brilliant light

with hair down, long and flowing

laughing on a warm Catalina night.

The Formula

To look at me you would not think
That I live my life close to the brink
Of a petty tragedy of despair
Because I cannot cease to care
about the way things should be in my life
That I should have a woman like a wife
That kind of bond I have in the past known
But in every case I was outgrown
My admired appearance does disguise
A weary history of goodbyes.

The healthy look and bouncy style
Would make you think i could run a mile
But what the pretty surface hides
Is wheezing lungs and old insides
The look that camouflages many days
Is evidence of some malaise
It's a simple tale- bland and ordinary
And much less dramatic that Dorian's story
And all that two decades of chasing dreams have taught me
Is that one minutes pleasure will bring two of misery.

Nick Collins 1958-2003

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