Jason Levett

When Tomorrow Starts Without Me

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When tomorrow starts without me,
and I’m not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn’t get to say.

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I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an Angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I’d have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.

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But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.
I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.

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I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I’d say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.

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And when I though of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled with sorrow.

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But when I walked through heaven’s
gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity,
and all I’ve promised you".
Today for life on earth is past,
but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day’s the same day,
there’s no longing for the past.

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But you have been so faithful,
so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn’t do.
But you have been forgiven
and now at last you’re free.
So won’t you take my hand
and share my life with me?

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So when tomorrow starts without me,
don’t think we’re far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.

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David M. Romano

Poppy Samuel

August 26, 2010

Jason You Will Be Missed. You Went Too Soon.. It Must Be True That God Takes The Best When There Young.. I Miss You Mate.. Till We Meet Again.. LY XXX

Alexx Stallwood

July 5, 2009

Our Ian aged 19 died in a motorbike accident too and its the worst thing in thw world wen someone so young,so
precious is taken away from us .. Take care to his family and .. Jason, Rest in peace darling X x X

Soph Waller

October 31, 2008

For all us left behind

We little knew that morning
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
You did not go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide.
And though we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
Always in our thoughts
Forever in our hearts

Jenni Goodall (Cousin)

September 16, 2008

do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.

Jenni Goodall (Cousin)

September 16, 2008

a poem for all parents

I’ll lend you for a little time a child of mine,” He said.
“For you to love the while he lives and mourn when he is dead,

“It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three.
“But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?

“He’ll bring his charms to gladden you, but should his stay be brief,
“You’ll have his lovely memories, as solace for your grief,

“I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
“But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.

“I’ve looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true,
“And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes I have selected you.

“Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
“Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again?

I fancied that I heard them say: Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
“For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we’ll run.

We’ll shelter him with tenderness: we’ll love him while we may,
And for happiness we’ve known forever grateful stay.

“But should the angels call for him much sooner than we’d planned.
“We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.”

Jenni Goodall (Cousin)

September 16, 2008