| Location | Jarrow |
| Age | 7 months |
| Date of Birth | 16/10/2007 |
| Date of Death | 09/06/2008 |
| Visitors | 366 since 09/02/2009 |
| Creator |
prince was taking from us on the 9 june 2008 suddley he went for a walk and on the way back home he got hit by a car going to miss you son and never going to forget you always in my heart rip prince
ჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓ
The Reddened Rose
The beauty of the single rose
That lay below the brambled stem
It gently dies at sweet day’s end
No more to feel ~ life’s warmth within
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My heart is like the reddened rose
Whose life has bled upon the ground
Fading with each passing breath
A heart that beats ~ without a sound
A silent silence ~ no one can hear
As deep within the pain grows strong
While thorns do prick the heart’s veneer
Sorrow sings ~ its lasting song
The bleeding heart that beats in me
With silent grief ~ of roses past
That lived in gardens of my life
Oh, they have breathed their earthly last
Withered petals’ sweet repose
Now undisturbed ~ they rest alone
As memory caries on the wind
Their beauty rests beneath the stone
I walk upon this hallowed ground
Where the lonesome wildwood grows
My heart will ever linger here
To bleed upon the reddened rose…..
Hazelmarie Elliott
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Leaf after leaf drops off,
flower after flower,
Some in the chill,
some in the warmer hour:
Alike they flourish,
and alike they fall,
And the Earth who nourished them
receives them all.
Should we, her wiser sons,
be less content
To sink into her lap
when life is spent?
Walter Savage Landor
ჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓ
ჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓ
The Reddened Rose
The beauty of the single rose
That lay below the brambled stem
It gently dies at sweet day’s end
No more to feel ~ life’s warmth within
~ ~ ** ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ** ~ ~
My heart is like the reddened rose
Whose life has bled upon the ground
Fading with each passing breath
A heart that beats ~ without a sound
A silent silence ~ no one can hear
As deep within the pain grows strong
While thorns do prick the heart’s veneer
Sorrow sings ~ its lasting song
The bleeding heart that beats in me
With silent grief ~ of roses past
That lived in gardens of my life
Oh, they have breathed their earthly last
Withered petals’ sweet repose
Now undisturbed ~ they rest alone
As memory caries on the wind
Their beauty rests beneath the stone
I walk upon this hallowed ground
Where the lonesome wildwood grows
My heart will ever linger here
To bleed upon the reddened rose…..
Hazelmarie Elliott
...{`--..-.'_,}
.{;..\,__...-'/}
.{..'-`.._;..-';
....`'--.._..-'
........,--\\..,-"-.
........`-..\(..'-...\
...............\.;---,/
..........,-""-;\
......../....-'.)..\
........\,---'`...\\
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Leaf after leaf drops off,
flower after flower,
Some in the chill,
some in the warmer hour:
Alike they flourish,
and alike they fall,
And the Earth who nourished them
receives them all.
Should we, her wiser sons,
be less content
To sink into her lap
when life is spent?
Walter Savage Landor
ჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓჱܓ
Friendship's Tapestry
So often when I think of you and all the times we’ve shared
My heart is filled with thankfulness to have a friend who’s cared
Enough to listen to all the joys and trials.
Your being there has been enough to change my tears to smiles.
The subtle love between two friends is so hard to define,
especially when one is human and one is canine.
It is not a square or circle or even a straight line.
It's somehow like a tapestry with colors soft and bold
Yet deep within the weaving there are tiny threads of gold.
Yes, rare and oh so lovely are your friendship’s threads of gold.
For they will last a lifetime and then when my story's told.
Someone will hold my tapestry and turn it towards the light,
And tiny points, those threads of gold will gleam and shine so bright.
And they may think - it's just a thread like green or red or blue -
Perhaps they'll never ever know that golden thread was you.
I've been thinking lately how you've touched my life just so -
Of how you are so dear to me - with your warm heart and cold nose -
That even when you're next to me or if we're miles apart
Your golden thread of friendship still will weave within my heart.
Author Unknown
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Sands of Time
Sand below my shoeless feet
Those footprints left behind ~
Showing where my life had been,
Upon the sands of time.
Returning not ~ to where I’ve been,
As tides of time now find,
The places where I once did walk ~
Those footprints left behind.
Beyond the salted sea now rests,
Those footprints from life’s shore.
Now tossed upon eternal waves ~
Remembered ~ evermore.
Sand below my shoeless feet
Those footprints left behind ~
Washed away by ebbing tide,
Upon the sands of time.
Looking back upon the sand,
That rests behind me now.
My path has bled into the sea ~
Lost to me ~ somehow.
A future waits in visions now,
Upon horizon’s light.
No looking back in soft regret
As my footprints fade from sight.
Sand below my shoeless feet
Those footprints left behind ~
How I crave to change their path,
But I can’t turn back the time.
Hazelmarie Elliott
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for you prince
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.....ρяєcισυѕ мσмєηтѕ
♥***♥***♥***♥***♥***♥***♥
Love and precious moments
Right from the very start
I keep them very close to me
Theyre locked deep in my heart
♥***♥***♥***♥***♥
So much love you gave me
Each day a little more
Always there to please me
I couldnt ask for any more
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Understanding and so patient
You did your very best
Always giving never taking
I know i was truly blessed
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Im so sad you had to leave me
How i wish it wasnt real
No one could even come close
Or ever change the way i feel
copyright� Vicky Deaville 21/11/2010
♥***♥***♥***♥***♥
HOW DOES IT FEEL? WHATS IT LIKE?
IT'S LIKE:
A hole with no bottom
A hill with no top
A road with no bend
A night with no end.
It's as if its not happened
It's as if its not true
Its' as if its a dream
Yet a numbness seeps through.
There's a feeling of emptiness
A gap to be filled
There's a feeling of loneliness
That cannot be filled.
They say time"s a healer
How long will it take?
I cant see it ending
It's a permanent ache.
Life as no meaning
Yet it as to go on
I find it so hard
I feel so alone.
No one will ever know
The depth of my sorrow
I just have to trust
There'll be a better tomorrow.
May god give me strength
To keep on going
To get through this pain
To feel real again.
I'll never get over it
Of that I am sure
But I'll give time a chance
And hope for a cure.
Time's without end
Love is too
I'll never forget you
I'll always miss you
dear prince
freinds like you are hard to find and worth their weight in gold i'll always remember the great times we've had and the wonderful memories they hold always miss you prince all our love mammy and daddy xxxx
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ღ Signs ღ
(By Jamie Van Der Meer)
My angel sends a butterfly,
To land upon my arm.
They send me signs to let me know,
They’re safe & loved & warm.
My angel sends me rainbows
On a cloudy day.
I understand that they are near,
And things will be okay.
Today they sent me snowflakes,
From a sunny sky above.
I could feel their presence,
And the power of their love.
My angel sends me little signs
In the moon and skies
The signs are subtle, yet I know,
They're meant just for my eyes.
I look for all these little signs,
To comfort me each day.
The signs can even make me laugh,
My angel loves to play!
These signs are The Creator's things,
And you might think it's odd,
To believe my angel sends these signs,
They do...they’re one with God.
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ღ Pax ღ
(By D.H. Lawrence)
All that matters is to be at one with the living God
To be a creature in the house of the God of Life.
Like a cat asleep on a chair
at peace, in peace
and at one with the master of the house,
with the mistress at home,
at home in the house of the living,
sleeping on the hearth, and yawning before the fire.
Sleeping on the hearth of the living world,
yawning at home before the fire of life
feeling the presence of the living God
like a great reassurance
a deep calm in the heart
a presence
as of a master sitting at the board
in his own and greater being,
in the house of life.
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For a beautiful angel. xxx
ღ♥ღ♥ღ♥ღ In Peace Go Home ღ♥ღ♥ღ♥ღ
Alan Pemberton
Through veils of peace may you ascend
To promised planes above
Where comfort shall await you
In those summerlands of love.
Although my grief is deep and raw
Although my pain is great
I know that you are still with me
I know that you will wait.
For in God's time we'll meet again
Of this I am quite sure
I loved you so much on this earth
In absence even more.
sweet dreams
hiya son you know now but hope you and your mam having fun up there and i hope your looking after her son missing you everyday still and we will meet again thinking of you always rip prince and jazmine gone but never forgotten love yous x
still cant belive you are gone
hiya prince boy i got a new dog now but i cant seem to have the time i had for you and i cant seem to love it the way i did with you son miss you soo much and you never be replaced hope you having fun up there rest in peace son love you mammy xxxx
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