Peppe Standing

1996 - 2006
LocationBarrow In Furness Cumbria England.
Age10 years
Date of Death09/03/2006
Visitors2,806 since 26/11/2008
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Rescued and loved very much, a great little friend,


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♥ Just a Breath Away ♥ ©2003 Marilyn Ferguson ♥

Look for me in springtime
As raindrops fill the air
In the splendour of the rainbow
You’ll find my presence there.

You will find me in the fragrance
Of April’s sweet perfume
Drifting through the clover
On a sultry day in June.

An August day will find me
Upon the summer breeze
On the distant sound of the thunder
In the gently swaying trees.

In the golden fields of harvest
Is where I can be found.
As autumn time approaches
And leaves comes tumbling down

In the wintertime when days are short
And chill is in the air
Just look into a moonlit night
You’ll find me lingering there.

When the setting sun has gone away
And shadows fill the night
When the cloak of darkness lifts its veil
I’ll be your morning light.

So when you feel discouraged
And at night to God you pray
You’ll feel me there beside you
I’m just a breath away.

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) October 13, 2009

*♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥*

~ Immeasurable (by Sean Ashcroft) ~

Laughter will still sound,
even though you’re gone.
But the decibels will dip,
with some smiles, painted on.
Hopes will still soar,
dreams float on high.
But the altitude will drop,
as will the supply.
Passion will still drive us,
desire wave us off.
But the revs will decline
and the engine might cough.
Time will be bejewelled,
lives lit by waltzing light.
But the carats will diminish,
its brilliance a lesser sight.
Yet memories have no volume,
love no mass nor weight.
These will broaden, widen, deepen,
a true measure of something great.

*♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥* *♥*

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) October 11, 2009

~ Life Beyond ~

Let them go, but not completely.
Hold on to them, but not too tightly.
Love them as you know you will,
as you always have.

Rejoice that they are well, the only difference
now is that you cannot see them,
But you feel them still and they will always be with you.
The spirit does not die as the body dies
and Love is of the spirit.

Nothing you have experienced together can be taken from you.
And your loved one shall be eternally yours in that love.
Weep not too long, that they may also cry,
But rejoice in their life and in yours also.
Let yours continue to be a celebration of all life; of your shared love,
Knowing that God holds you both in the palm of his hand
And in loving you both shall reunite you.

Author Unknown

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) October 7, 2009

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•♥ Heaven ♥•

A silver thread that keeps me near
To those I love and hold so dear,
Will someday slip, and I'll swim free.
A soul afloat in a bounteous sea.
I'll also soar in maddening glee,
To places unseen by you and me.
Through darkest night and brightest day,
I'll fly to a far and magical bay.
In ethereal havens of love and peace,
My God-given life will never cease.
The passing of time will be obsolete ...
Travelling the auras, no great feat.
Don't you grieve, notice the sound
Of my songs to you with love abound.
I'll never leave you, don't you see?
I'll live with you, eternally!

(Carol Patterson Shott)

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) October 2, 2009

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ღ♥ღ Till Healing Comes ღ♥ღ

My heart is closing deep inside
from all the pain I feel;
while others are so full of joy
my hurt feels very real.
I want to find a bit of light
but part of me feels dead,
and though I see the joy around
my soul is sad instead.
It's hard to enter deeply in
when you're no longer here.
It's like the lights have all gone out
and won't be lighting up this year.
And so this year I must be
just how it is I am.
So that soon my heart can heal
I'll do the best I can.
The only thing that I can do
is to stay present in the now,
to feel my grieving pain
and trust I'll heal somehow.
As this year gently comes
and as my heart is torn in two.
I'll open just a little bit
as I'm deeply missing you.
I'll trust the gift of life that's here
and trust that I'm ok,
and be with how it is right now...
..till healing comes my way.

ღ♥ღ (by Bev Swanson) ღ♥ღ

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) September 30, 2009

Dear God
This letter is addressed to you.
Just to thank you for all that you do.
For you are so kind and show lots of love.
To all our angels in heaven above.
You keep our angels safe and look after them with love.
Oh I wish I could see my angel..
In heaven up above.
Dear God I miss my angel so much you see.
for we had a special bond, my angel and me.
I love my angel with all my heart.
But I've been so sad since we had to part.
Dear God I know that you have made my angel better.
So please Dear God read my angel this letter.

copyrightοΏ½ Jackie Thomas 30/05/09

Rose Anderson (Friend) September 30, 2009

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Because you were with me,
The sun was shining,
The sky wasn't crying,
And the clouds were running away...
Since you are gone,
The sun is hiding,
The clouds cover it,
And the sky is crying with bitter tears.
(Copyright Marina Trofin 2009)
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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) September 25, 2009

♥ TIME WILL EASE THE HURT ♥
♥ by Bruce B. Wilmer ♥

♥ The sadness of the present days ♥
♥ Is locked and set in time, ♥
♥ And meaning to the future ♥
♥ Is a slow and painful climb. ♥
♥ But all the feelings that are now ♥
♥ So vivid and so real ♥
♥ Can't hold their fresh intensity ♥
♥ As time begins to heal. ♥
♥ No wound so deep will ever go ♥
♥ Entirely away; ♥
♥ Yet every hurt becomes ♥
♥ A little less from day to day. ♥
♥ Nothing can erase the painful ♥
♥ Imprints on your mind; ♥
♥ But there are softer memories ♥
♥ That time will let you find. ♥
♥ Though your heart won't let the sadness ♥
♥ Simply slide away, ♥
♥ The echoes will diminish ♥
♥ Even though the memories stay. ♥

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) September 23, 2009

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~ I Felt an Angel ~
(Author unknown)

I felt an angel near today, though one I could not see
I felt an angel oh so close, sent to comfort me
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I felt an angel's kiss, soft upon my cheek
And oh, without a single word of caring did it speak
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I felt an angel's loving touch, soft upon my heart
And with that touch, I felt the pain and hurt within depart
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I felt an angel's tepid tears, fall softly next to mine
And knew that as those tears did dry a new day would be mine
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I felt an angel's silken wings enfold me with pure love
And felt a strength within me grow, a strength sent from above
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
I felt an angel oh so close, though one I could not see
I felt an angel near today, sent to comfort me.

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) September 18, 2009

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"How long will the pain last?" A broken-hearted mourner asked me.
"All the rest of your Life," I have to answer truthfully. We never quite forget.
No matter how many years pass, we remember. The loss of a loved one is like a major operation. Part of us is removed, and we have a scar, for the rest of our lives.
As years go by, we manage. There are things to do, things to care for, tasks that call for full attention. But the pain is still there, not far below the surface.
We see a dog or a cat that looks familiar, hear a voice that echoes, see a photograph we put away, see a landscape that once we saw together, and it seems as though a knife were in the wound again.
But not so painfully. And mixed with joy, too, because remembering a happy time is not all sorrow; It brings back some happiness with it, too.
How long will the pain last? "All the rest of your life."
But the thing to remember is that not only will the pain last, but the blessed memories as well.
Tears are proof of life; The more love, the more tears. If this be true, then how could we ever ask that the pain cease altogether? For then the memory of love would go with it.
The pain of grief is the price we pay for love.

Unknown author

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) September 15, 2009
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