| Location | Wellingborough |
| Age | 13 years |
| Cause of Death | Accident |
| Date of Birth | 15/05/1991 |
| Date of Death | 30/05/2004 |
| Visitors | 4,150 since 08/02/2008 |
| Creator |
our son passsed away 15 days after his 13th birthday, he was a funny loveable and very caring son
and the pain we feel grows deeper every day. he died whilst playing on wet grass and accidentaly
hung himself the day he died will haunt me forever but we'll love him eternally
nite nite baby love you xxx
My Mom is a survivor
My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lie awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her...
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxx
ASK MY MUM HOW SHE REALLY IS.....
My Mum, she tells a lot of lies, she never did before,
From now until the day she dies, she'll tell a whole lot more.
She used to tell the truth a lot, but now it doesn't matter,
I died and went to heaven, now her life is all a-shatter’d.
Ask my Mum how she is, and she'll say 'oh yes, I'm fine!'
She wants to beg, 'Please help me, ‘cause I’ve lost that boy of mine'.
Ask my Mum how she is, and she'll say, 'oh I'm alright',
If that's the truth then tell me please, why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mum how she is, ’cause she seems to cope so well,
She didn't have a choice, you see, nor yet the strength to yell.
You think you know the feeling, but in fact this cannot be,
For even though you loved me, it was not as much as she.
She’ll smile and she will tell you, 'It's OK, God has a plan”
But then she’ll turn away and cry, ‘cause she can't understand.
You tell a joke, she giggles, but in fact she’s not OK,
She wants to share the joke with me, but it won’t be today.
I watch her here in Heaven, her distress disturbs my peace,
Will someone please take care of her, and thus take care of me?
'Some day you will feel better', 'Yes, I will, one day', she lies,
She knows this will not happen until the day she dies.
Ask my Mum how she is and she'll say, 'I’m doing good',
She cannot tell you how she feels - oh, how I wish she could.
Ask my Mum how she is: 'I'm ok, I'm fine, I'm coping.”
For God's sake, Mum! just tell the truth and say your heart is broken.
Ask my Mum how she is: she’ll reply 'I'm well, and you?”
I'll shake my head in Heaven, ‘cause it simply isn't true.
She'll love me all her life, just like I loved her all of mine,
She'll lie and try to hide the pain, pretending that she's fine.
Her carnival is over, she's stepped off the carousel,
But to save you feeling bad she'll say, 'Yes thankyou, all is well'.
My Mum, she's not gone mad quite yet, but oh, so very nearly,
Don't ask her how she's doing; ask her how she’s doing ...really.
I’m watching her from Heaven, and I cannot hug from here,
If she lies to you, don't listen, but please hug her, hold her near.
On the day we meet for ever we shall smile and I'll be bold:
'You're lucky to get in here, Mum, with all the lies you've told!!'
by Jo Burr (adapted)
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