♥x♥pippin ♥x♥ Dunsmore

missin you sooo much

hiya pip

a think pebbles is gettin sick of me calling him pippin he answers to it some times but most of the time looks at me as if im daft

this song on here missin you is spot on so true to ma heart.

hope you had a ball at lynnes 12 birthday party wish just for one day i could get you's all back just for a hug miss and love you heaps xxxx

Lorraine Dunsmore Wife Of Mark Mummy Of Lynne And William (Mother) May 6, 2009

SWEET DREAMS........

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Love Catherine xxx

Xxx Cath's Angels Xxx March 28, 2009

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SLEEP WELL PIPPIN XX

Irene Currier (Friend) February 21, 2009

Symphony by Robert de Meyer

There is no music so gentle,
No sound so sweet,
No praise so pleasant

As the praise, sound, and music
Of that simple word "Love".

The word itself is like a song,
It conjures images of all that is good.

On the lips it's like a soothing drink.

Let's dance, sing, and play
The symphony of love.

Donna February 19, 2009

I never speak with words, but your heart can hear me true. This is how I am made.

Remember when I came into your life? Did something in your soul come alive and open up to the calling in my eyes? How did you understand what I offered to you?

Somehow you knew something special was being offered and took it gladly, with a knowledge deep and sure that I would not betray you. I had no speech and yet you understood what I had to share with you.

I came to you as flesh, like yours, and as blood, like yours. Innocence is all I have against the confusion that the words of men can create, sounds that have the power to hide your inner grace from your mind. My eyes speak true with my innocence and somehow without logic you understand this.

My speech is of the heart. My speech is of the spirit. Words can lie. The pure soul shining from my eyes cannot, and the song of joy I sing with my body and with this, my life, will not.

We two have much to exchange without words in our time together. In the opening of our souls your soul opened to a depth of love like none you've ever believed was possible. This I give to you, for this is how I am made.

Flesh fails as does blood and we share this in our natures too. It may happen that my time with you is short and I must go ahead. Know then that the surest sign that you have received my gift in full measure is the inconsolable pain your opened soul feels. And when words get in the way of true understanding, and you cry "Why?", know this – I have gone ahead because I know the way.

Don't forget what we shared. Don't forget again what we together learned to remember, and what our spirits know without words. We have learned of love. In our empathy we have learned of all that we share in common which binds together all made of flesh.

If these lessons we've shared grow dim with time and you become confused at the end, do not be afraid. True as always my spirit will come for you. Safe within my loving embrace I will show you the way.

This is how I am made – an angel in spirit, an angel in flesh. This is what I am.

~ by Stavros Phillips

Geraldine Snell December 26, 2008

You have become the wind,

that plays in my hair.

You have become the water,

that washes away my pain.

You have become the sun,

that takes away my tears,

you have become the shadow,

who gives me the power to fight with all my fears.

Now you are in heaven,

sleeping your endless sleep,

living your prettiest dreams

on a cloud so soft and so deep ....

By Sanja Temnik

Geraldine Snell December 20, 2008

SO SORRY PIPPIN

SORRY I HAVE NOT BEEN ON WEE MAN MY COMPUTER IS NOT WORKING IM ON MY DADS AT THE MOMENT I WONT BE ABLE TO DO YOUR CANDLES AS MUCH AS I HAVE SO EVERY TIME I COME TO DADS I WILL POP ON AND LITE YOU ONE MISS YOU SO MUCH XXX

Lorraine Dunsmore Wife Of Mark Mummy Of Lynne And William (Mother) December 20, 2008

☆WISH YOU WAS HERE☆

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☆Thinking of you
Makes the miles disappear,☆
☆Together we're looking at bright decorations,
Enjoying what we like to do,☆
☆Thinking of you makes the miles disappear~
For you're missed very much☆
☆All year through…

☆So just because you're
Far away, don't think☆
☆For a moment that you're forgotten.
I'm thinking about you because loving thoughts travel far,☆
☆And wishing you a very Merry Christmas and a New Year
☆Full of wonderful things
Wish you was here.☆


*♥* MERRY CHRISTMAS TO OUR PETS IN HEAVEN *♥*

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Brenda Derrick Leannes Mum December 13, 2008

i need you

This is so hard pip im ok till i come on to you then the tears just flow so i keeping you till last or no candles would get done i miss you so much i think is cause i dont know how you died or if you were in pain and needed help and i was not there to help you.
just wish you had come in that night you were missing Mark and wee Annie next door and you knew they were not coming back the spiritualist at church told me your in heaven so my hopes were broken and your up on the units looking down on me im just missing you so much pippin happy 6 birthday xx

Lorraine Dunsmore Wife Of Mark Mummy Of Lynne And William (Mother) December 8, 2008

Souls do not disintegrate and die:
Years pass and yet they do not fade away.
Memories are like a distant star
Pouring forth its light across the void.
All our tears and laughter do not lie:
Though we pass like dreams, our spirits stay,
Held fast by love, which is just what we are,
Yet in a form that cannot be destroyed.

By Nicolas Gordon

Geraldine Snell November 28, 2008