Harry William Sanders

1908 - 1979
LocationBloxwich
Age71 years
Date of Birth11/07/1908
Visitors1,842 since 16/09/2008
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My Grandad died shortly after my nan he could not go on without her and died broken hearted.He was a
great Grandad the few years that we new him,As we were very young when he died.

To All My G.T.S Friends.

A BIG THANKYOU TO ALL MY GTS FRIENDS FOR ALL THEIR CANDLES, TRIBUTES AND PICTURES.Many thanks for
all your support it is much appreciated.

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When Great Trees Fall
(Maya Angelou)

When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.

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When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.

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When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.

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Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.

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And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend) Thursday afternoon

~ Snow ~
(Tessa Wilkinson)

The snow arrived unannounced.
It overwhelmed everything.
Changed the landscape so it was unrecognisable.
No one was prepared.
My grief feels like that snowstorm.
I feel changed, weighed down by the burden.
Trying to negotiate the new environment around me.
Not knowing where I am going.
Looking for familiar landmarks.
I feel cold and miserable and ill equipped in this new place unvisited before.
But I know in time the snow will melt and return the landscape to some semblance of normality.
And I know in time my grief will diminish and I will find my way forward again, back to a world that I recognise, changed, but familiar.
Spring does always come after winter and hope will return.

Mel Xxxxx (Friend) 1 week ago

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Magic Of A Rainbow

I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.

A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.

It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.

Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.

Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.

(Peggy Kociscin)

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Mel Xxxxx (Friend) 2 weeks ago

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♥ From Water Bug to Dragonfly ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)

The bottom of the pond is muddy and dark
There is fear of the unknown
There is loneliness as things change
There is the desperation of being left behind
Not knowing, not understanding
Watching and waiting
Then the journey comes
Up the stem
What waits beyond?
Sunlight
Freedom
Dancing together in joy with those who went before
And who will come after.
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Mel Xxxxx (Friend) 3 weeks ago

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Prayer of Faith.

We trust that beyond absence there is a presence.
That beyond the pain there can be healing.
That beyond the brokenness there can be wholeness.
That beyond the anger there may be peace.
That beyond the hurting there may be forgiveness.
That beyond the silence there may be the word.
That beyond the word there may be understanding.
That through understanding there is love.

Anon

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend) 4 weeks ago

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Quietly I Weep
By Lyndie Sorenson

Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence
Quietly I weep

I long to see your smile
Hear your laughter, hug you tight
But you're no longer with me
You've headed toward the light

I'm sure you are quite happy
Here on earth I miss you so
Asking that same question
Why was it you that had to go?

I am sure there is an answer...
One that might make sense
When others offer reasons
I'm just on the defence

If they could understand me
Know how hard life is with grief
Just hold my hand and listen...
That would be a great relief

Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence...
Quietly I weep

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend) 4 weeks ago

♥ Only we who grieve ♥

♥ Tis only we who grieve
♥ They do not leave
♥ They are not gone
♥ They look upon us still
♥ They walk among the valleys now
♥ They stride upon the hill
♥ Their smile is in the summer sky
♥ Their grace is in the breeze
♥ Their memories whisper in the grass
♥ Their calm is in the trees
♥ Their light is in the winter snow
♥ Their tears are in the rain
♥ Their merriment runs in the brook
♥ Their laughter in the lane
♥ Their gentleness is in the flowers
♥ They sigh in autumn leaves
♥ They do not leave
♥ They are not gone
♥ tis only we who grieve.

♥ Author unknown ♥

Mel Xxxxx (Friend) October 21, 2009

♥ I Believe ♥
(Written By Skip Ewing and Donny Keyes Copyright 2002)
(Song performed by Diamond Rio)

Every now and then
Soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And it's like you haven't been gone
A moment from my side
Like the tears were never cried
Like the hands of time are holding you and me
And with all my heart I'm sure
We're closer than we ever were
I don't have to hear or see
I've got all the proof I need
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe

That when you die your life goes on
It doesn't end here when you're gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends and if I'm right
Our love can even reach across eternity
I believe, I believe

Forever you're a part of me
Forever in the heart of me
I will hold you even longer if I can
The people who don't see the most
Say that I believe in ghosts
And if that makes me crazy
Then I am
'Cause I believe, oh I believe

There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, oh I believe
Every now and then
Soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And I believe
'Cause I believe, oh I believe.

Mel Xxxxx (Friend) October 18, 2009

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☼ The Sea and the Beach ☼
(Tessa Wilkinson)

The sea seems to illustrate pain and sorrow so well
It comes in and goes out
For a while it is there, overwhelming, covering everything
Then slowly the tide turns and it withdraws
For a while we can see the beauty of the shells, the seaweed
We can rejoice in the patterns in the sand
We can feel the corrugated ripples under our feet
Alive to what is around, and beyond
But then the tide turns and again it is all washed away, all overwhelmed
We feel like the crashing of the waves on rocks
Raw and out of control
Full of anger and rage
Battered and bruised
Tossed about like flotsam floating wherever we are thrown
There are so many questions. Why now? Why him?
But no answers
Then the sea calms and gently the waves lap the rocks
We are soothed and the inner turmoil is calmed
In time we can learn to move up the beach as the tide comes in
Out of its reach
Not to be overwhelmed
The pain is still there, but in control
We can recognise the pain
Revisiting the sadness
Acknowledging how much the person is missed
We learn to turn away and look to the future
Knowing the person will always be part of us
Always loved and always remembered

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Mel Xxxxx (Friend) October 15, 2009




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Jude Swaddle October 15, 2009
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