Julie Leonies Mum

I AM A MUM THAT MISSES HER LITTLE GIRL EVERY SECOND OF EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY HOUR OF EVERY DAY OF EVERY WEEK OF EVERY MONTH AND EVERY YEAR XX LOVE YOU LEONIE XX I AM ALSO THE PROUD MUM OF LEASA AND JAYME AND PROUD GRANDMA TO KAINE, TAILOR, AIRON AND ELISSA. ALL WHOM I LOVE WITH EVERY BEAT OF MY HEART AND SO PROUD OF THEM ALL XXXX

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----♥♥-♥♥--- -On Your
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---♥♥---♥♥-- -You Know
---♥♥---♥♥-- -Someone
----♥♥-♥♥--- -Who Died
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----♥♥-♥♥--- -meningitis And
---♥♥---♥♥-- --You Love
--♥♥-----♥♥- --Very Much

I recieved this from a very dear friend of mine, Lynn and wanted to share it because it mirrors how I also feel about my friends ..... Thank You to all of you that have been like my extended family on here xxxx .....

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♥«´¨`•° FRIEND °•´¨`»♥
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When you are sad.............I will dry your tears
When you are scared........I will comfort your fears
When you are worried.......I will give you hope
When you are confused.....I will help you cope
And when you are lost.......And can't see the light
I shall be your beacon.......Shining ever so bright
This is my oath.................I pledge till the end
Why you may ask?............Because you're MY FRIEND

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Our Garden

As I look out my window from my lonely room
The spring is here and the flowers are in bloom.

The cool gentle wind blows away all my tears
even after all these long, long years.

The warm summer sun dries my tears all away
as I once again try to get through another day.

The beautiful trees of Autumn stand so tall
as I watch all the leaves beginning to fall.

The snow in the winter looks pretty and white
and my garden is now such a beautiful sight.

I wish you could share all the seasons with me
But sadly I know this can no longer be.

But I know in my heart in your garden above
You look down on me and shower me with love.

The sun is your warmth, your radiant smile,
The rain is the tears that I shed all the while.

The snow is the coldness that I feel in December
and that snowman you made I will always remember.

So I will look after this garden with so much love
as I know you will look after God's in Heaven above.

Written by Auntie Jean (Cavanagh) 2009