| Location | Gateshead |
| Age | 9 years |
| Date of Birth | 18/10/1994 |
| Date of Death | 05/09/2004 |
| Visitors | 1,276 since 22/01/2009 |
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My beautiful White old lady came to me in Jan 1995 when a friend called with a dirty bedraggled bundle that she had found on the railway lines tied in a carrier bag, she could not keep the kitten so I offered her my home and she stayed. I had just brought home a kitten called Anna who I got from the C.P.L. in the Dec 1994. Smudgie loved to sit on your shoulder when she wanted fed, she liked to sit in the sun in the garden but being pure white she had to be watched in case of sunburn. The whole family miss her dreadfully, and I had to take her to be put to sleep on the 5 of Sep 2004 because she had cancer, and it left me heart broken, We had to buy a stuffed white fluffy seal for Anna to cuddle into because she missed her too.
☜♡☞ The Wings That Fly Us Home ☜♡☞
There are many ways of being in this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine
Is a hero’s blood more righteous than a hobo’s sip of wine
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Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun
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I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand
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I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son
The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone
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And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
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It’s the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home.
~ Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver
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A LITTLE LONGER
A little longer yet—a little longer,
Shall violets bloom for thee, and sweet birds sing;
And the lime branches where soft winds are blowing,
Shall murmur the sweet promise of the Spring!
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Thou shalt behold the quiet of the morn;
While tender grasses and awakening flowers
Send up a golden mist to greet the dawn!
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
The tenderness of twilight shall be thine,
The rosy clouds that float o'er dying daylight,
Nor fade till trembling stars begin to shine.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Shall starry night be beautiful for thee;
And the cold moon shall look through the blue silence,
Flooding her silver path upon the sea.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Life shall be thine; life with its power to will;
Life with its strength to bear, to love, to conquer,
Bringing its thousand joys thy heart to fill.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
The voices thou hast loved shall charm thine ear;
And thy true heart, that now beats quick to hear them,
A little longer yet shall hold them dear.
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A little longer yet—joy while thou mayest;
Love and rejoice! for time has nought in store;
And soon the darkness of the grave shall bid thee
Love and rejoice and feel and know no more.
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A little longer still—Patience, Beloved:
A little longer still, ere Heaven unroll
The Glory, and the Brightness, and the Wonder,
Eternal, and divine, that waits thy Soul!
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A little longer ere Life true, immortal,
(Not this our shadowy Life,) will be thine own;
And thou shalt stand where winged Arch-angels worship,
And trembling bow before the Great White Throne.
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A little longer still, and Heaven awaits thee,
And fills thy spirit with a great delight;
Then our pale joys will seem a dream for-gotten,
Our Sun a darkness, and our Day a Night.
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A little longer, and thy Heart, Beloved,
Shall beat for ever with a Love divine;
And joy so pure, so mighty, so eternal,
No creature knows and lives, will then be thine.
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A little longer yet—and angel voices
Shall ring in heavenly chant upon thine ear;
Angels and Saints await thee, and God needs thee:
Beloved, can we bid thee linger here!
~ Adelaide Anne Procter
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❃ When You See ❃
When you see birds on the wing
Know that my spirit soars with them
In graceful compliment to their flight.
When you see a special smile
Realise that I still smile with you
For all the wonderful times we shared.
When you hear roaring laughter
Think of all the funny things
That could never happen to anyone else but me.
When you hear a lovely song
Think of music, gatherings, holidays and parties,
The memories that can never be silenced.
When you hug someone gently
Remember my touch
And know that I am hugging you
And keeping you close.
When you see a rainbow
And the sun shining through the raindrops
Remember the promises of God
And be assured
I am at peace and in His presence.
Ⓒ Lucy Linder
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~ In Memoriam ~
Leo: A Yellow Cat
If to your twilight land of dream-
Persephone, Persephone,
Drifting with all your shadow host-
Dim sunlight comes, with sudden gleam
And you lift veiled eyes to see
Slip past a little golden ghost,
That wakes a sense of springing flowers,
Of nesting birds, of lambs reborn,
Of spring astir in quickening hours,
And young blades of Demeter's corn;
For joy of that sweet glimpse of sun,
Oh, Goddess of unnumbered dead,
Give one soft touch-if only one-
To that uplifted, pleading head!
Whisper some kindly word, to bless
A wistful soul who understands
That life is but one long caress
Of gentle words and gentle hands.
~ Margaret Pollock Sherwood ~
❦ After Great Pain, a Formal Feeling Comes ❦
After great pain, a formal feeling comes—
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs—
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?
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The Feet, mechanical, go round—
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought—
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone—
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This is the Hour of Lead—
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow—
First—Chill—then Stupor—then the letting go—
(Emily Dickinson)
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☜♡☞ Time’s Cure ☜♡☞
Mourn, O rejoicing heart!
The hours are flying;
Each one some treasure takes,
Each one some blossom breaks,
And leaves it dying;
The chill, dark night draws near -
The sun will soon depart,
And leave thee sighing,
Then mourn, rejoicing heart!
The hours are flying!
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Rejoice, O grieving heart!
The hours fly fast -
With each some sorrow dies,
With each some shadow flies;
Until at last
The red dawn in the east
Bids weary night depart,
And pain is past;
Rejoice then, grieving heart!
The hours fly fast!
☜♡☞ Anonymous ☜♡☞
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For Smudgie. xxx
♥ REMEMBERING YOU ON YOUR ANGEL DAY ♥
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♥ I Miss You ♥
Another year without you
Tears flow – within this broken heart of mine
I am never complete
A shadow of my former self
You went to the Garden of Paradise this day, that year
I should be happy for you, but I wish you were here so much
And all I can do is cry.
♥ Written by Melanie Doe 10/09/10 ♥
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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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❤ My Life is a Bowl ❤
~ May Riley Smith ~
My life is a bowl which is mine to brim
With loveliness old and new.
So I fill its clay from stem to rim
...With you, dear heart,
...With you.
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My life is a pool which can only hold
One star and a glimpse of blue.
But the blue and the little lamp of gold
...Are you, dear heart,
...Are you.
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My life is a homing bird that flies
Through the starry dusk and dew
Home to the heaven of your true eyes,
...Home, dear heart,
...To you.
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♥ Waiting For Wilbur ♥
You run green fields and chase the clouds.
No boundaries. No sorrow. No pain.
Although I want to be with you, it is here where I remain.
Our memories are comfort now.
So treasured. So welcomed. So strong.
Although you are in another place, it is here where I belong.
One day, I know, I’ll cross the bridge.
Over stars. Beyond clouds. By the sea.
But until I travel to rainbows end, by the shore, Wilbur waits for me.
By Carole McCoy, 2010

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