Sunday 12th November 2006 0950 St.Mary's Church Edwinstowe Memorial Service Commencing with: The Act of Remembrance and Roll of Honour ...Revd D Greenaway The Royal British Legion has invited the follwing VIP's Major and Mrs A Theakston Saluting Officer and Lady Mr T.Power President Edwinstowe RBL Mr D. Tattersal Chairman Edwinstowe Parish Council The following will also be in attendance: RBL Standard Bearer V.K. Bobo Escort to The Colours 1208 (Warsop) Sqn.Air Training Corps. The Commanding Officer Flight Lieutenant R. Needham. Trumpeter Mr Neil Day RBL Co-ordinator W.O.J. Kirkland R.A.F RES. FORCES They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them |
swirling smoke my dreams define, crackling sparks call out your name within the heartbeat of their flame. Outside it snows incessantly, a pristine virgin flowing sea, that wipes my footprints from the land with winter's unforgiving hand. The dream catcher you gave me to catch the visions that I see, enchants my soul with thoughts of you In everything you say and do. The dark brown eyes of my desire are burning with such perfect fire, reflected on the eagle's wing with spririt flame they softly sing I feel you lying by my side on outstretched rugs of fur and hide, and stroke my hand accross your face in shining golden fireside lace. And when my vision fade away I look accross to where you lay, to see your body imprint there and smell the purfume of your hair. Then once again the eagle sleeps your dream within his heart he keeps, and as the burning embers die he knows his time is come to fly. Keith Robson Northumberland |
For an opening to sow a ssed Like empty hands with faithful hearts I reached to the stars To free the mind of frail Like the first entry into Bishop's Palace I reached to the stars And pledge myself The more I give the more I get Like universal ingredient for living I reached to the stars To light candles In memories of the few They gave the most For history forever For always, For Love and for Peace Like the scarlet poppy We will remember them Chovin Starr |
The smile on your face, The gorgeous blonde hair With nothing out of place I see the beauty of your smile And the essence of your style Your beautiful body And every time you pass Your wonderful tight ass I see the tears that you cry And sometimes I wonder why The beauty that's within you Shall never be surpassed I see the person that you are And you're like a shinning star I sit and sometimes stare At the beauty that is there Terry Adamson Plymouth |
©Chovin Starr 2000
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