| Location | Edinburgh |
| Age | 49 years |
| Date of Birth | 6/1930 |
| Date of Death | 4/1980 |
| Visitors | 819 since 17/02/2008 |
| Creator |
Alex Millar was a car dealer who lived in Edinburgh. He passed away at a very young age and left behind his wife Margaret, daughter Alexis and grand-daughter Leigh, Alex also has a great grandson Jay that he never got to meet. Alex was also a loving uncle, brother and friend to many.
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ღ LIFE is a series of little deaths out of which life always returns.
…~ Charles Feidelson, Jr.
ღ LOVE is the vital core of the soul, and of all you see, only love is infinite.
…~ Rumi
♥ ═ೋღ♥ ═ೋღ♥
ღ A Farewell ღ
FAREWELL, oh dream of mine!
I dare not stay;
The hour is come, and time
Will not delay:
Pleasant and dear to me
Wilt thou remain;
No future hour
Brings thee again.
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She stands, the Future dim,
And draws me on,
And shows me dearer joys—
But thou art gone!
Treasures and Hopes more fair,
Bears she for me,
And yet I linger,
Oh dream, with thee!
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Other and brighter days,
Perhaps she brings;
Deeper and holier songs,
Perchance she sings;
But thou and I, fair time,
We too must sever—
Oh dream of mine,
Farewell for ever!
~ Adelaide Anne Procter
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♥ If We Never Meet Again ♥
(I will meet you on that beautiful shore)
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey
And perhaps never meet anymore
Till we gather in heaven's bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore
If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven
By the side of the river of life
Where the charming roses bloom forever
And where separations come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore
Oh they say we shall meet by the river
Where no storm clouds ever darken the sky
And they say we'll be happy in heaven
In the wonderful sweet by and by
If we never meet again...
(If we never meet again this side of heaven)
I will meet you on that beautiful shore
(Beautiful beautiful shore)
♥ Albert E. Brumley ♥
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This world is not conclusion;
A sequel stands beyond,
Invisible, as music,
But positive, as sound.
~ Emily Dickinson
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Perplexed Music…☆
Experience, like a pale musician, holds
A dulcimer of patience in his hand,
Whence harmonies, we cannot understand,
Of God; will in his worlds, the strain unfolds
In sad-perplexed minors: deathly colds
Fall on us while we hear, and countermand
Our sanguine heart back from the fancy-land
With nightingales in visionary wolds.
We murmur ‘Where is any certain tune
Or measured music in such notes as these?’
But angels, leaning from the golden seat,
Are not so minded their fine ear hath won
The issue of completed cadences,
And, smiling down the stars, they whisper—SWEET.
~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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☜♡☞ Dancing With Angels ☜♡☞
It’s just so hard to believe
All I have to hold is your memory
From this side of the clouds all I see is grief
But on the other side I know you’re free
And you’re dancing, dancing with angels.
Somewhere just out of my reach
You’re keeping heavenly company
When I’m feeling lonely it’s for myself I cry
‘Cause there aren’t any tears in paradise
When you’re dancing, dancing with angels.
I can almost hear your laughter
See the fullness of your joy
Knowing that you’re present with the Lord
And though today I miss you I know the day will come
When every believer will behold the Son
And we’ll be dancing, dancing with angels.
Ⓒ 1997 Dayspring Music / Lehsem Music
Words and Music by J. Mandeville & S. Siler
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The Passing Tides
I loved the river:
Enchanting.
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I loved the wind:
Caressing.
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I loved the daylight:
Soothing.
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I loved the starlight:
Haunting.
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I loved my dear ones:
Being.
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I am now all I loved:
Blessing.
Ⓒ M.R Berman
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'T is said that absence conquers love;
But oh! believe it not.
I've tried, alas! its power to prove,
But thou art not forgot.
ఇ F.W. Thomas ఇ
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Where thou art gone
Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.
May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore
The parting word shall pass my lips no more!
ఇ William Cowper ఇ
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Love finds us all, one way or another.
Love gives us reason and hope.
Love wraps its wings around our weakness and carries us all the way home.
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Angelus bells on Wissahickon Creek as rocks and water ring each other.
Along the banks, fallen leaves nose their crisp, curled prows into the stream,
bearing away the last cargos of light.
In this mid-day of the season, time hovers like an angel of annunciation,
poised to confer eternity and grace.
In this mid-hour of the day, the world asks me to stay and watch the shadows come, then grow long, to witness everywhere diminishment:
a slow fading and cold descent.
Still, there is no sadness in the trees, the sky is soaked with blue.
Even the water shoulders its chill winter shawl without complaint.
Amid all this gilded fluorescence -- final flare before earth’s uncoupling
with light – a meadowlark still finds reason to sing.
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Metamorphosis
I watched a butterfly dry his wings
On a sun warmed blade of grass.
A dry cocoon fell to the ground.
The need for it was past.
Not long ago a squirmy worm
Had wriggled up this way,
But now this flying flower
Had brightened up my day.
The caterpillar wasn't gone,
But changed, so he could fly.
He left his former way of life
Without a tear or sigh.
I wonder if the caterpillars
That he left behind
Wonder what became of him
Or knew what he would find?
Did they try to hold on to him?
Do they miss him? Do they mourn?
Do they know he isn't gone,
But that he has been reborn?
It can be hard to say good-bye.
It can hurt to let go.
But, sometimes, that's the only way
Those lovely wings can grow.
By Gwen Flowers
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An Angel's Kiss
Your breath is the song that the morning sings,
Chirping birds, fluttering angel wings,
Daylight dances on the air;
Leaves rustle unaware.
Quietly, thoughts of you wander through my mind,
A gentle breeze on my face I find;
As if a kiss delivered to me
By the angels I know are there, but cannot see.
Just like the love that will never end,
I long to call this sorrow my friend.
By Tracy
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For Leigh and family
..•.♥.•.•. ♥.•.•.♥.•.. ♥
Look for me in springtime
As raindrops fill the air
In the splendour of the rainbow
You’ll find my presence there.
You will find me in the fragrance
Of April’s sweet perfume
Drifting through the clover
On a sultry day in June.
An August day will find me
Upon the summer breeze
On the distant sound of the thunder
In the gently swaying trees.
In the golden fields of harvest
Is where I can be found
As autumn time approaches
And leaves comes tumbling down.
In the wintertime when days are short
And chill is in the air
Just look into a moonlit night
You’ll find me lingering there.
When the setting sun has gone away
And shadows fill the night
When the cloak of darkness lifts its veil
I’ll be your morning light.
So when you feel discouraged
And at night to God you pray
You’ll feel me there beside you
I’m just a breath away.
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Sorry I haven't been on for ages, but please know you are always in my thoughts. Love Mel (Grace and Francis Doe). xxx
Miss you Dad
A part of my heart he took with him,
But his love he left me to keep,
So we will never really be parted,
The bond between us is too deep.
Loving thoughts of you
Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed, and very dear.
Granda, I so wish you had been able to stay around for longer and see all we do but no matter what, we still love and think of you xxx
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