| Location | Livingston |
| Age | 24 years |
| Date of Death | 8/2007 |
| Visitors | 3,867 since 29/08/2007 |
| Creator |
Martin Mooney
Died age 24 - 9.20pm - 28/08/07
Livingston.
A true entertainer and a great friend to us all - always smiling.
Martin was taken from us in a tragic accident - he held on for a week and let all of us tell him how
much he meant to us - sadly martin couldnt pull through and he is now up there looking down on us
all.
He was going to be a dad and a great one he would have been - we will all make sure martins child
knows how amazing their daddy was and they will never be in any doubt that he is up there looking
after them along with us all.
Missed by us all, you will never be forgotten. You were an amazing friend to each and every one of
us and there will be a big gap in all of our lifes.
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Could we ever forget your sparkling eyes
Or the way you brightened each day,
Or your smile which is etched in our memories,
So you’re never far away?
Could we ever forget those priceless moments?
The answer, of course, is never.
For you were part of our lives for a brief time,
But you’ll be part of our hearts forever.
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Dear mum…
Christmas may be many things
or it may be a few.
For you, the joy
is remembering your boy;
for me; it's watching you.
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If you look for me at Christmas
you won't need to look very far
I won’t be here in heaven
I'll be right there where you are.
You may not be aware of me
amid the celebrations
You'll have to look beyond the tree
and all the decorations.
But if you take a moment
from your list of things to do
You’ll sense that I’m right there
Standing next to you.
You're the one I want to be with,
you're the reason that I came,
To say ‘All my love at Christmas mum’
as I’m whispering your name.
I dreamed I went to heaven
And angels were there with me
We walked upon the streets of gold
Beside the crystal sea
We heard the angels singing
Then someone called your name
I turned and saw you walking there
And you were smiling as you came
And you said, mum
I know you may miss me now
And then you said, But wait
Remember all our good times
Like when I was only eight
And you put little notes in my bag
I’d find before class would start
Which said how much I meant to you
And how you loved me with all your heart
Then another angel stood before me
And said, don’t forget the time when
You both jumped in puddles in the rain
And promised to do it again
And when you didn't have much money
You saved hard to buy his favourite toy
And each night before he went to sleep
You said ‘ You are my special boy’.
One by one they came
Far as the eye could see
Each with a different tale
A special memory
Little things that we had done
Sacrifices made
Unnoticed on the earth
In heaven now proclaimed.
And I know up in heaven
You're not supposed to cry
But each of our special moments
Brought a tear to my eye
And As Jesus took your hand
I said thank you and amen
Hold him close and love him for me
Until we are together once again.
Have a peaceful weekend
Love and God Bless
miss you
it's been over a year since i heard you voice
your hearty laugh that beautiful noise
now the house is quiet and cold
and all i do is sit and grow old
i sometimes wonder if you were real
but i know you were by the pain i feel
my memory is so dull and grey
the joyous times so far away
i wish i had treasured moments more
that time had passed a little slower
to have you for just one more day
I'd give anything in any way
we all miss you and always will
we miss your lively joyous thrill
you lived your life day by day
not expecting it to be snatched away
you left behind a legacy
your little boy, sweet Kasey
your son is growing every day
he needs you here to help him play
to think you won't get to know the joy
of teaching life to your little boy
hurts so much i cannot bear
in my heart it leaves a tear
i see your mum and sisters hurt
and can do nothing their suffering to cut
the helplessness it hurts the most
i can't help them or you I'm lost
love dad
As people across the winter world tonight
Think of festivities and begin to prepare,
Christmas extends its all-enfolding light
Across the distance...something we can share.
You will think of loved ones, just the same as I,
Wonderful memories we know so well,
And you will see those same stars in your sky
And wish upon that brightest one that fell.
We shall remember our angels as we trim our tree,
One shining star upon the topmost bough;
We will hang wreaths of love that all may see --
Each night we glimpse beyond the hear and now.
And all the time that we must remain apart
We shall keep a candle burning in our heart.
Love and God Bless
At times, he is a bright lit star sparkling in my sky,
seeming close enough to reach, still a bit too high.
Sometimes, his smile is in a moon full and hanging low,
I stretch my arms to touch him, but then he has to go.
Often, he's inside rainbows helping a sky to heal,
I can never find him, but my heart knows he is real.
His face I see in snowflakes blowing in the wind,
all the places he can go, never have an end.
Sometimes of an evening, his scent floats through my air,
then I feel his presence and know that he is there.
Occasionally, a glimpse of him comes before my eyes,
and I know that he is watching me and very much alive.
In each of these precious moments, I blow my son a kiss,
And speak to him of the good times that I dearly miss.
My love for him will always live inside my mind and soul
until I can be with him and once again be whole.
Love and God Bless
I miss you
Each day I think about you
And realise you have gone,
I can't explain the emptiness
That life has now become.
They say that time's a healer,
But I am not too sure,
For every time I think of you
I miss you more and more
Love mum
Blessed are the pure in heart.
So often we are told
Of saints whose names and daily deeds
Inscribed in books of gold
Are certain to be seeing God
In well-rewarding joy -
But when I see the pure in heart
I see my little boy.
He shinned up trees and scraped his knees,
Had tadpoles in a box;
He loved to read of dinosaurs,
Collected bright-coloured rocks.
His grubby hands were gentle
On the coats of dogs and birds,
And there was such charm
In the way he spoke his words.
I listened to his little prayers
At night with quiet joy -
And when I hear the pure in heart
I hear a little boy.
He had reached the age
To question and to doubt;
But mostly took his mother's word,
For what life was all about.
Each day was gold, a shining thing
He brought much love and joy
And when I think of the pure in heart
I always see my beautiful boy.
Love and God Bless.
Alone now and sad with tears in my eyes,
my heart has a huge break deep down inside.
A part of me died the day you went home...
and emptiness entered where love once was shown.
I miss you so much son, but after a while,
my friends tell me God will put back my smile.
So I started praying for peace to return
for God to stay near me and help me to mourn.
I'm learning to look back and rejoice in the thought
of our time spent together, of the love that you brought.
Of the memories sweet that are held in times past...
of your smile and your laughter son...that to will last...
I sense comfort coming, an angel drawing near
reminding me gently of times I hold dear.
And when I look up to see skies oh so blue
I find myself talking out loud just to you.
My loneliness is gone now; there's a feeling of love,
the comfort from memories as I look up above.
Peace flows in my heart, my tears have been dried,
as at last I realise…you are right here by my side.
Sweet dreams Martin
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Dear Margaret.....
I'm sending you this Angel
with hopes for dreams all night.
She's bringing her Special Blanket
to wrap you in all tight.
It's made with Love and Stardust
and Magic through and through
to help you sleep very soundly
and awaken just like new.
So close your eyes and see her
floating near your side,
she's there to tuck you in, dear Friend,
for a dreamy sleep filled ride.
You are so precious and so loved
and God watches over you every day.
Just remember your Good Night Angel
is only a thought away.
Blessings to you...
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