| Location | Chadderton |
| Age | 9 years |
| Date of Birth | 17/07/2000 |
| Date of Death | 18/07/2009 |
| Visitors | 286 since 19/07/2009 |
| Creator |
gone but not forgotten.
stay strong beth she will be looking down on you!
Remember Me
When you hear the thunder
Remember Me
for those are my hoofbeats upon your heart deep in the night.
Do not fear the lightening
and remember me
for my hooves strike sparks so you may see in your darkest hour.
And when the rain falls
remember me
for those are my tears of joy as I run with the sky herd free of rein and pain and heavy burden.
Look up and remember me
for you will see the shape of my fiery head thrown high among the clouds
warmed by sun but even more
because you remember me.
Genesis: 1: 24: And God said, ‘Let the land produce living creatures according to their kinds: livestock, creatures that move along the ground, and wild animals, each according to its kind.’ And it was so. 25: God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the creatures that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good. “
Remember Me
Remember Me
When you hear the thunder
Remember Me
for those are my hoofbeats upon your heart deep in the night.
Do not fear the lightening
and remember me
for my hooves strike sparks so you may see in your darkest hour.
And when the rain falls
remember me
for those are my tears of joy as I run with the sky herd free of rein and pain and heavy burden.
Look up and remember me
for you will see the shape of my fiery head thrown high among the clouds
warmed by sun but even more
because you remember me.
A letter from your pet in heaven
Author Unknown
To my dearest family,
some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know,
that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from the Bridge.
Here I dwell with God above.
Here there's no more tears of sadness.
Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family,
They'll be here later on."
God gave me a list of things,
that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list,
was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night
the day's chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you...
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth,
and all those loving years,
because you are only human,
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry:
it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers,
unless there were some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you,
you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now,
than I ever was before.
There are rocky roads ahead of you
and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it
by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world,
the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody
who's in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night...
"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented...
that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along
I made somebody smile.
God says: "If you meet somebody
who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick him up,
as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street
with me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind."
"And when it's time for you to go...
from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going...
you're coming here to me."
Hoof Prints In The Sand
Ever since I can remember I have wanted
to be free,
To roam the gorge and mountain tops
with no-one chasing me,
I've longed to travel to a place that nature holds to heart,
and live a life of freedom that no-one
can tear apart.
to run along the beaches and leave hoof prints in the sand,
and feel the water splashing, oh now
wouldn't that be grand,
To munch the fresh new pasture as it breaks through natures soil,
Or even have my ears scratched by a friend forever loyal.
But time is running out and I feel
darkness has awoke,
To cover all the hope and all the dreams
of which I've spoke,
I feel him walk toward me with that needle
in his hand,
I close my eyes forever, leaving hoof prints
in the sand.

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