| Location | Ely |
| Age | 26 years |
| Cause of Death | In the Line of Duty |
| Date of Birth | 28/06/1983 |
| Date of Death | 10/07/2009 |
| Visitors | 869 since 14/07/2009 |
| Creator |
Lee died in an explosion,on a day which saw the deaths of six British troops.
Born in Ely, he grew up in King's Lynn, Norfolk. He married in February 2008 and had a four-year-old son Kai and eight-month-old daughter Brooke.
Nikki his wife, said Lee was not only my husband but my best friend, ask anyone who was lucky enough to have met Lee and they'd all tell you the same, he was the most loving, kindest, thoughtful person you could ever meet.
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn't go alone,
For part of me went with you,
The day God called you home.
ღ ღ ღ Love to all Beautiful Angles ღ ღ ღ
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*ღ.......ღ* *ღHeavenly *ღ.......ღ* *ღ shona sengupta. ..ღ*
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How will heaven be?
As far as I can see
It will have huge bells
And will be situated on clouds
It will have many golden wells
That will so often swell
Rain will be abundant
And the sun will shine all day long
Angels will play on the harp
The sweetest summer song
Music that will touch the heart
While those beneath will shed drops of sorrow
Little will they know what will happen on the morrow
But to them up above
As plain and clear it will be
As far as far as I can see
Yes there will be misty alleys
And lush green meadows
Fresh with the fragrant smell of spring
Winter will never be bitter
Summer never so hot
Autumn never so bare
And resources never so scarce
Food for all will be relished by all.
Grateful we’ll be as grateful can be
Mountains high and strong and brown
Surrounding that hidden land,
Beautiful and vast seas I see
There colour as blue as sapphire can be
And the white waves lashing upon the shore
Sitting on the flattened grey rocks
Who would not call it absolutely heavenly?
However it might actually be,
But can we still not see
There will lie behind this seen
A relieving feeling of bliss
For where not have we been
But is this not by all believed
That after one’s decease
This is the land of eternal peace
Where we all ultimately reach?
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To Our Son
Gentle Jesus up above
Give our dear Son all our love
All of those who think of him today
A little prayer to Jesus say
Put your arms around him Lord
Don't leave him on his own
Today it is his Birthday
And he is far from home
You always had a smile to share
Time to give and time to care.
A loving nature, kind and true,
Is the way we'll remember you
Dad
Honored among the nation’s heroes lies our loved one,
Beneath a simple wooden cross, his crown,
And we who knew and loved him here can say
A simple love, a simple trust, a simple duty done.
Love And Miss You Son.
Dad
Always Near as You Walk
And I am no longer with you
Let no tears fall or sorrow prevail
When you see your reflection shimmer in the water
Smile and know that I see your smile
When you feel the cool grass beneath your feet
And the sun’s warmth upon your back
Know that I feel it also
When you hear the leaves rustling in the wind
Know it is my voice softly whispering to you
When you see a butterfly dancing among flowers
Know that I am dancing also
When you gently touch a puppy’s soft fur
Know that I too feel your touch
When the wind swirls across your skin
Know that it is I who caresses you
When you love another
Know that I too feel your love
These words are truth, my love
Have faith, my love
As long as beauty lives upon the earth and in the stars
And love lives in every beat of every heart
So then do I
So then do we all.
♥
O summer sun, shine kindly there,
O summer wind, blow softly there,
Green and above, lie light, lie light,
Good-night, brave heart, good-night.
The Next Place
By Warren Hanson
The next place that I go
Will be as peaceful and familiar
As a sleepy summer Sunday
And a sweet, untroubled mind.
And yet . . .
It won't be anything like any place I've ever been. . .
Or seen. . . or even dreamed of
In the place I leave behind.
I won't know where I'm going,
And I won't know where I've been
As I tumble through the always
And look back toward the when.
I'll glide beyond the rainbows.
I'll drift above the sky.
I'll fly into the wonder, without ever wondering why.
I won't remember getting there.
Somehow I'll just arrive.
But I'll know that I belong there
And will feel much more alive
Than I have ever felt before.
I will be absolutely free of the things that I held onto
That were holding onto me.
The next place that I go
Will be so quiet and so still
That the whispered song of sweet belonging will rise up to fill
The listening sky with joyful silence,
And with unheard harmonies
Of music made by no one playing,
Like a hush upon breeze.
There will be no room for darkness in that place of living light,
Where an ever-dawning morning pushes back the dying night.
The very air will fill with brilliance, as the brightly shining sun
And the moon and half a million stars are married into one.
The next place that I go Won't really be a place at all.
There won't be any seasons --
Winter, summer, spring or fall --
Nor a Monday, Nor a Friday,
Nor December, Nor July.
And the seconds will be standing still. . .
While hours hurry by.
I will not be a boy or girl,
A woman or man.
I'll simply be just, simply, me.
No worse or better than.
My skin will not be dark or light.
I won't be fat or tall.
The body I once lived in
Won't be part of me at all.
I will finally be perfect.
I will be without a flaw.
I will never make one more mistake,
Or break the smallest law.
And the me that was impatient,
Or was angry, or unkind,
Will simply be a memory.
The me I left behind.
I will travel empty-handed.
There is not a single thing
I have collected in my life
That I would ever want to bring Except. . .
The love of those who loved me,
And the warmth of those who cared.
The happiness and memories
And magic that we shared.
Though I will know the joy of solitude. . .
I'll never be alone. I'll be embraced
By all the family and friends I've ever known.
Although I might not see their faces,
All our hearts will beat as one,
And the circle of our spirits
Will shine brighter than the sun.
I will cherish all the friendship I was fortunate to find,
All love and all the laughter in the place I leave behind.
All these good things will go with me.
They will make my spirit glow.
And that light will shine forever In the next place that I go.
Candles in the Night
Candles flame in darkness.
flicker, steadily glow,
bringing light from shadows
and help to soothe me so.
My son like the candles,
gave my life true light.
I use the candle's beacon
to connect us in the night.
As I light the candles,
my wish and my request
is that he'll see my signal
And know my love's expressed.
As his light joins my lights,
our worlds touch and flame.
As I snuff out the candles,
I softly say his name.
Genesse Bourdeau Gentry -
(with minor artistic licence I'm sure she won't mind)
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