Susanna Kelland
Many fond school memories. Your family is in my thoughts, farewell to their beloved mother, wife, sister and grandmother. We will miss you at future reunions but will toast you every time. Xx
11th January 2023
I think Mum would like this ...
Poem 254
by Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
And the other, perhaps more memorable poem;
Little Robin
by John F. Connor
I am that little robin
That sits upon a tree
I sing to you each morning
But you don't know its me
I am that little robin
In your garden every day
I will never leave you
I will never fly away
Mary
4th January 2023
God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around you
and whispered,”Come to me”.
A golden heart stopped beating,
hardworking hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
Alison, David & the Toogood clan xxxx
4th January 2023