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• Elizabeth from west Belfast born on April first
• Maurice’s 90th birthdayBorn in Albany, New YorkMoved to PhiladelphiaServed in the armyWorked as an engineer Married to Renee over 65 years3 kids, 4 grandchildrenLoves adventure, traveling, sailing, handling, whitewater rafting Eat drink and be merryEverything is copacetic
• Maurice’s 90th birthday Born in New YorkMoved to PhiladelphiaMarried to Renee for over 65 years3 children and 4 grandchildren Eat drink and be merryEverything is copacetic
• Maurice is 90Every thing is copaceticEat drink and be merryNobody loves me
• A bridal shower gathering for Ashley via computerfrom West to East we are gathering to shower you with giftslooking forward to Ashley
• I am invisible to my wife. Loneliness. Abandoned house. time. Surviving depression
• I'm so grateful for the time I had with you. Your love and guidance meant the world to me and you were a source of strength and comfort, and your legacy of love will live on through us all.I'll never forget all the moments we shared, the holidays in Bude and Brean, car boots, our family gatherings, playing skittles together and working with you as a gardener but mainly always being there for me through all the hard times, giving myself and Leon a place we once called home.You will be deeply missed, but never forgotten. Until we meet again. I love you always.
• Pap I'm so grateful for the time I had with you. Your love and guidance meant the world to me and you were a source of strength and comfort, and your legacy of love will live on through us all.I'll never forget all the moments we shared, the holidays in Bude and Brean, car boots, our family gatherings, playing skittles together and working with you as a gardener but mainly always being there for me through all the hard times, giving myself and Leon a place we once called home. Pap, you will be deeply missed, but never forgotten. Until we meet again. I love you always.
• Like a mum. Strength. Laughter. Shop Mum.
• Grandad Colcheter UnitedPlaying cricket in the gardenGardening on the allotment Dislike of referees Travel
• I support you through this hard time and I love you so much
• Mother’s Day, lots of milk and feeding through the night, going to soft play
• The best mum. Dawn. Wouldn’t be here without you. I love you so much
• Babe's 32nd birthday, My headache, my biggest hater and the love of my life, stand up man, a genuine soul, and my person
• I support you at this hard time , my thoughts are with you
• Write a poem about a man falling in love with the roots of his women because when you fall in love with the flower people don’t know what to do when autumn comes
• Friendship foundation strong as bricks , our lives went different paths but love remains
• Derrick my Husband, 65 years spent together. Many memories I cherish, holidays and family time. Life will never be the same. I miss you so much expecting to see you again. Until we meet again, may you rest in peace.
• John 60 birthay, 6 sisters, likes cruising, cycling, teaches Italian, critiques food, lives in Melbourne
• John 60 birthday brother 6 sisters likes cycling and cruising, is a teacher, speaks italian
• For my babeboss celebrating 9 month beening together
• All narratives corrupt. From loud podiums usurpers of free will shout their lies and condemn. Their words they shout louder than thunder, alluring and feeding. voices spitting out murder,to the masse and consumes them. Like a chant of war the chorus sung by the misled rises to deafening Yet her whispered say will silence even louder From her bornspring wells ,sooth speaknspell,Oh Water water in her well. Who could sever what she speaks and with what steely or brazen sword ? Who would pierce her deep and deep.Her lips can't move as fast as theirs that lie but her truth was spoken long before they had ever cried. Hark soothsayer ever once before the dam breaks forth and you die inside to be that you were never Tell that you would choose your sword to defend innocence not yours and your voice to pray or grace the benevolent whom save from the cobalt deep the babble that is brooked and wile the chant, and fallen too. Swords of the slain crumble . Rust Tha color of fall. Deeper the winter and ther river is ice Truth she vespyrs . Your rivers you spill into the sea The poison you speak you pay for you see.She held water in one hand and the wind in the other She born in the language within the myst of on high places In heaven and on earth below her speaknspell concurred with fate's decree, a silent plea, She asked them Oh tellme do oh tell me true Would you , Set aside, the world's decreeHer soul, both dark and true echoes, a fading sound,Lost in the depths, of Her Mother Mem where the secrets of mysteries ,in the eternal cobalt sea are bound .
• Chelsie and jem are getting married. They have a dog named amour. They live in Sydney. Chelsie moved to be with jem. They are supportive of each other. Wishing them a lifetime of happiness, love and memories together
• Chelsie and jem getting married. Chelsie moved to Sydney to be with jem. They are kind, supportive and bring fun to each other. They have a dog named amour. Wishing them all the happiness, love and lifetime of memories