Aug 17, 2009


me and chris resting on our walk last wednesday,
Chris is always helping me around the Church project
He also a boxer with golden glove prospects,
The first at trips helping to choose mini bus music and drinks,
Task himself searching Internet and selecting places of interest like Wilberforce
museum and york railway visit,
The last to leave a venue whether it be a gym session,
or walk,
or cleaning the mini bus after day out.
He lost his Friend and brother Daniel who was killed in the Afghan conflict.

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Storms....huge weather variates at present

Huge winds brought chills waves and stormy conditions Despite this turmoil Got dressed, got out. Excitement conversation's  Pictures and...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"