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A Gift of Remembrance A Gift of Poetry is a truly meaningful way of expressing your innermost thoughts and feelings.
(Here's a good example of what can be achieved. Wendy wanted something special for her Mum and Uncle to remember her Aunty Jill by. Wendy has kindly given her permission for her poem and story to be published)
Paint A Picture
What is your name?
Wendy Hubbard
Paint A Picture
These last years have simply flown by, I can't believe the past months have gone so fast, and I just wanted to say a few words, and I've got a feeling they're going to last.
You see, I just wanted to celebrate Aunty Jill's life, to remember the time she spent on planet Earth, because truly, she was simply a fantastic lady, and she proved just what one life could be worth.
She was a perfectionist in everything she did, "if it was worth doing it was worth doing right", and she made this world a brighter place, and I would like to thank her for sharing her light.
Aunty Jill was indeed, a very loving lady, and at times, her heart was too big for her chest, but of all the Aunties in this world, I know I'm lucky, I'm lucky because I had one of the very best.
She was a very courageous lady, she just would not let her illness get in the way, and I know she loved Uncle Graham to bits, "I do" were her best words, spoken on your wedding day.
It's nice to know that Stuart was waiting for her, I think of them both, in the heavens above, but they are both still with us, every day, and every day, they're still sending out their love.
And I know Aunty Jill had a list for everything, but she won't have created a wistful list, because she'll be happy with her memories, the last time we laughed, the last time we kissed.
She's probably welcoming in cats as we speak, as you know, she had a soft spot for waifs and strays, over the years, she took in so very many, and gave them a loving home for the rest of their days.
Her maiden name was quite aptly; "Dolphin", and that sums up Aunty Jill so very well, she was sleek, elegant and extremely intelligent, very much loved (by now, I hope you can surely tell).
I'd like to attempt to paint some sort of picture, because Aunty Jill was a rock, she was certainly mine, she taught me to make the best out of my life, to get the very last drop out of every single line.
But truly, she was also my sunflower, tall, proud, beautiful and following the sun, and I just wanted to remember Aunty Jill, I wanted to thank her for everything she ever done.
So I guess that's my picture, a dolphin, sitting on a rock, but wait, there's the sunflower, brightening the shade, and of course, along comes a beautiful butterfly, having just hatched (a decision she never made).
But before, that butterfly was trapped and couldn't fly, but now she's free, free to open and spread her wings, and of course, I do believe in the miraculous, so now she's free to do all sorts of marvelous things.
And whatever shape or form those things take, well, I guess we'll just have to wait for them to unfold, but in the meantime, I know Aunty Jill will always be with us, and now I'm glad, because so far, her story has been told.
Copyright Allen Jesson :) 2004
guys have done for me and I am going to take it to my
uncle tomorrow.
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