| Location | Deal |
| Age | 12 years |
| Date of Birth | 01/04/1997 |
| Date of Death | 27/06/2009 |
| Visitors | 4,401 since 27/06/2009 |
| Creator |
Dear Poppy was the best dog anyone could have wished for. She was about six months old when we rescued her. They said she was a stray that no-one had claimed.
Poppy loved food - if she wan't eating she was thinking about eating or trying to persuade you that what you were eating would be better placed in her bowl! We don't know what kind of dog she was, but her appetite was like a labrador's and her ears like a German Shepherd's.
Her whole reason for living was to bring us joy every hour of the day. Rest in peace my angel.
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Love everlasting is etched in the sands of time.
~ Sandra S. Corona
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being to timelessness as it's to time ღ♥ღ
being to timelessness as it's to time,
love did no more begin than love will end:
where nothing is to breathe to stroll to swim
love is the air the ocean and the land
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love is the voice under all silences,
the hope which has no opposite in fear:
the strength so strong mere force is feebleness:
the truth more first than sun, more last than star.
~ ee cummings
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25/01/2012
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Memories From a Fading Room
The room is bare now that you've gone away,
no warmth is there to touch my heart turned cold.
Aware that time won't find me without you,
I try to set aside those memories old.
Running fast and far, I seek to find,
a haven, where thoughts of you recede,
a sanctuary for my ailing soul ~
one moment's joy from sowing grieving's seed.
And there beyond the past the future lies,
a shining castle by the sea of time,
calling softly to me as I run ~
luring me with peace I hope to find.
But as I cross the threshold, there I pause.
Sadness slips across my thoughts in great dismay,
for there your absence grows and echoes loudly ~
in empty rooms that take you far away.
No memories there to cherish and to hold ~
only space and wind and air, without you there.
Return, I must, to rooms where you still linger.
Without you, life would be too hard to bear.
The room is bare now that you've gone away,
but within my heart you'll always live and thrive.
Your memories will walk beside me always ~
to remind me you were once there by my side.
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Give me the memories, for they have been left,
to bring me joy and laughter when you've gone.
I'll cherish them in sorrow, and in pleasure ~
and hold them closely 'til my life is done.
(Title inspired from album by Future Loop Foundation)
Create Date : Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Hazelmarie Elliott
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Death is at once
The end of the body’s
Old journey
And the beginning of the soul’s
New journey.
~ Sri Chinmoy
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To Myself
Even when I forget you
I go on looking for you
I believe I would know you
I keep remembering you
sometimes long ago but then
other times I am sure you
were here a moment before
and the air is still alive
around where you were and I
think then I can recognize
you who are always the same
who pretend to be time but
you are not time and who speak
in the words but you are not
what they say you who are not
lost when I do not find you
~ W.S Merwin
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~ Why Walk When You Can Fly ~
In this world you've a soul for a compass
And a heart for a pair of wings
There's a star on the far horizon
Rising bright in an azure sky
For the rest of the time that you're given
Why walk when you can fly?
~ Mary Chapin Carpenter
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~ Life ~
By one great Heart the Universe is stirred:
By Its strong pulse, stars climb the darkening blue;
It throbs in each fresh sunset’s changing hue,
And thrills through low sweet song of every bird:
By It, the plunging blood reds all men’s veins;
Joy feels that heart against his rapturous own,
And on It, Sorrow breathes her sharpest groan;
It bounds through gladnesses and deepest pains.
Passionless beating through all Time and Space,
Relentless, calm, majestic in Its march,
Alike, though Nature shake heaven's endless arch,
Or mans heart break, because of some dead face!
’Tis felt in sunshine greening the soft sod,
In children’s smiling, as in mothers tears;
And, for strange comfort, through the aching years,
Men’s hungry souls have named that great Heart, God!
~ Margaret Deland
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☜♡☞ The Wings That Fly Us Home ☜♡☞
There are many ways of being in this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine
Is a hero’s blood more righteous than a hobo’s sip of wine
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Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun
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I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand
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I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son
The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone
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And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
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It’s the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home.
~ Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver
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The New Year…✿⊹✿
It is winter and the New Year.
Nobody knows you.
Away from the stars, from the rain of light,
you lie under the weather of stones.
There is no thread to lead you back.
Your friends doze in the dark
of pleasure and cannot remember.
Nobody knows you. You are the neighbor of nothing.
You do not see the rain falling and the man walking away,
the soiled wind blowing its ashes across the city.
You do not see the sun dragging the moon like an echo.
You do not see the bruised heart go up in flames,
the skulls of the innocent turn into smoke.
You do not see the scars of plenty, the eyes without light.
It is over. It is winter and the New Year.
The meek are hauling their skins into heaven.
The hopeless are suffering the cold with those who have nothing to hide.
It is over and nobody knows you.
There is starlight drifting on the black water.
There are stones in the sea no one has seen.
There is a shore and people are waiting.
And nothing comes back.
Because it is over.
Because there is silence instead of a name.
Because it is winter and the New Year.
~ Mark Strand ~
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~ Farewell! if ever fondest Prayer ~
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer
For other's weal avail'd on high,
Mine will not all be lost in air,
But waft thy name beyond the sky.
Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh:
Oh! more than tears of blood can tell,
When wrung from guilt's expiring eye,
Are in that word--Farewell!--Farewell!
These lips are mute, these eyes are dry;
But in my breast and in my brain,
Awake the pangs that pass not by,
The thought that ne'er shall sleep again.
My soul nor deigns nor dares complain
Though grief and passion there rebel;
I only know we loved in vain--
I only feel--Farewell!--Farewell!
(Lord Byron)
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~ A Blessing For Absence ~
May you know that absence is full of
tender presence and that nothing
is ever lost or forgotten.
May the absences in your life
be full of eternal echo.
May you sense around you
the secret Elsewhere which holds the
presences that have left your life.
May you be generous in your embrace of loss.
May the sore of your grief turn into
a well of seamless presence.
May your compassion reach out to
the ones we never hear from and may you have
the courage to speak out for the excluded ones.
May you become the gracious
and passionate subject of your own life.
May you not disrespect your mystery
through brittle words or false belonging.
May you be embraced by God in whom
dawn and twilight are one, and may your
longing inhabit its deepest dreams
within the shelter of the Great Belonging.
(John O'Donohue)
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Love is an eternal light.
Infinite.
The thread that binds every beautiful memory
and amazing moment...ღ♥ღ
~ Toni Carmine Salerno
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All finite things reveal infinitude:
The mountain with its singular bright shade
Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow,
The after-light upon ice-burdened pines;
Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope,
A scene beloved of bees;
Silence of water above a sunken tree:
The pure serene of memory of one man,--
A ripple widening from a single stone
Winding around the waters of the world…ღ♥ღ
~ Theodore Roethke
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*✫* Christmas Secrets *✫*
Underneath a winter sky
a distant train sings out the miles.
So I imagine, it may be,
that every mile brings you to me.
A promise made may still come true,
so I am waiting here for you,
if you don’t come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
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Christmas bells ring out their chimes,
I hear them echo through the miles,
and moonlight shines upon the road
and trembles on the fallen snow
I look into the midnight blue
So many stars I never knew.
If you don’t come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
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I look into the midnight blue
So many stars I never knew.
If you don’t come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
~ Sung by Enya, lyrics by Roma Ryan ~
Copyright Ⓒ2006 EMI
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A LITTLE LONGER
A little longer yet—a little longer,
Shall violets bloom for thee, and sweet birds sing;
And the lime branches where soft winds are blowing,
Shall murmur the sweet promise of the Spring!
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Thou shalt behold the quiet of the morn;
While tender grasses and awakening flowers
Send up a golden mist to greet the dawn!
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
The tenderness of twilight shall be thine,
The rosy clouds that float o'er dying daylight,
Nor fade till trembling stars begin to shine.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Shall starry night be beautiful for thee;
And the cold moon shall look through the blue silence,
Flooding her silver path upon the sea.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Life shall be thine; life with its power to will;
Life with its strength to bear, to love, to conquer,
Bringing its thousand joys thy heart to fill.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
The voices thou hast loved shall charm thine ear;
And thy true heart, that now beats quick to hear them,
A little longer yet shall hold them dear.
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A little longer yet—joy while thou mayest;
Love and rejoice! for time has nought in store;
And soon the darkness of the grave shall bid thee
Love and rejoice and feel and know no more.
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A little longer still—Patience, Beloved:
A little longer still, ere Heaven unroll
The Glory, and the Brightness, and the Wonder,
Eternal, and divine, that waits thy Soul!
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A little longer ere Life true, immortal,
(Not this our shadowy Life,) will be thine own;
And thou shalt stand where winged Arch-angels worship,
And trembling bow before the Great White Throne.
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A little longer still, and Heaven awaits thee,
And fills thy spirit with a great delight;
Then our pale joys will seem a dream for-gotten,
Our Sun a darkness, and our Day a Night.
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A little longer, and thy Heart, Beloved,
Shall beat for ever with a Love divine;
And joy so pure, so mighty, so eternal,
No creature knows and lives, will then be thine.
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A little longer yet—and angel voices
Shall ring in heavenly chant upon thine ear;
Angels and Saints await thee, and God needs thee:
Beloved, can we bid thee linger here!
~ Adelaide Anne Procter
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