| Location | Hull |
| Age | 25 years |
| Date of Birth | 12/1980 |
| Date of Death | 3/2006 |
| Visitors | 2,151 since 19/02/2008 |
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PAUL RAYMOND JOHNSON.
DIED 21st MARCH 2006
AGE 25 YEAR'S.
JOINED THE ARMY BUT CAME OUT TOO SOON,
PASSED HIS FORK LIFT DRIVING TEST.
HAD A FEW DIFFERENT JOBS, BUT NEVER STAYED LONG AT ANY OF THEM.
HE LIVED IN HULL WITH HIS GRANDMA & GRANDAD UNTIL THE AGE OF 19 YEAR'S.
LEFT TO JOIN THE ARMY. BUT CAME OUT TOO SOON. AFTER A FEW YEAR'S OF DIFFERENT JOBS GOT IN WITH THE WRONG KIND OF PEOPLE.
HE WENT INTO HOSPITAL IN MARCH 2006 FOR A SMALL OPERATION ON THE BOTTOM OF HIS BACK. BUT NEVER CAME OUT, HE DIED OF A BLOOD CLOT ON HIS LUNGS. HE WAS ONLY 25 YEARS OLD.
HE WAS A NICE BOY HE WOULD HELP ANYONE IF HE COULD, HE WAS VERY POLITE FOR A BOY OF HIS AGE.
NOW AT REST WITH LOVED ONE'S, NEVER TO BE FORGOTTON.
NOW AT REST WITH HIS GRANDAD (STAN JOHNSON DIED 15th DECEMBER 2008)
AND THERE BELOVED DOG SHEENA.
(RUTH SINGING UNCHAINED MELODY PAUL, ONE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONG'S )
I'm Free!
I'm Free! Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free I'm following the path God laid for me. I took His
hand when I heard Him call, I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day to laugh,
to love, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way. I found that peace at close of day.
If my parting has left a void, then fill it with remembered joy of a friendship, shares, a laugh, a
kiss, and yet these things I too will miss. Be not burdened with times of sorrow. I wish you the
sunshine of tomorrow. My life's been full,I savored much. Good friends, good times,a loved one's
touch. Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,don't lengthen it now with undue grief, lift up your
heart and share with me God wants me now. He set me Free!
4 Years Today Since You Went Way.
Look around your garden lord,
It will take a little time,
There is such a special angel
With such a lovely smile
The angel is our Paul
the one we miss so much
All we have are memories
That no milionaire can touch.
gone but not forgotten Paul.
love
margaret & ruth x x x
MEMORIES OF YOU
MEMORIES OF YOU...
WILL STAY IN MY HEART FOREVER,
MEMORIES OF YOU...
WE WILL ALWAYS TREASURE,
MEMORIES OF YOU ...
MAKE US FEEL WARM INSIDE,
MEMORIES OF YOU...
ARE THE LOVE WE CANNOT HIDE,
MEMORIES OF YOU...
HELP US THROUGH THE DAY,
MEMORIES OF YOU ...
WILL NEVER FADE AWAY,
MEMORIES OF YOU...
ARE BEAUTIFUL AND DEAR,
THEY SEEM TO GROW STILL BRIGHER
WITH EVERY PASSING YEAR .
LOVE YOU LOADS SON ALL OUR LOVE MAM AND DAD XXXXXXXXX
MERRY CHRISTMAS PAUL
There’s A Beautiful Place Called Heaven,
A Place Free From Care,
A Place Where God Only Take’s The Best,
We Know Because You Are There,
Merry Christmas pAUL.
Love Margaret & Ruth
X x x x
To A Loving Nephew.
Paul By The Old Rugged Cross You Wait With A Smile,
For Those You Loved And Left For A While,
They Say It's A Wonderful Journey,
From The Old World To The New,
Someday We'll Make That Journey,
Because It Leads To You.
Love Margaret & Ruth
x x x x x
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♥ From Water Bug to Dragonfly ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The bottom of the pond is muddy and dark
There is fear of the unknown
There is loneliness as things change
There is the desperation of being left behind
Not knowing, not understanding
Watching and waiting
Then the journey comes
Up the stem
What waits beyond?
Sunlight
Freedom
Dancing together in joy with those who went before
And who will come after.
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Quietly I Weep
By Lyndie Sorenson
Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence
Quietly I weep
I long to see your smile
Hear your laughter, hug you tight
But you're no longer with me
You've headed toward the light
I'm sure you are quite happy
Here on earth I miss you so
Asking that same question
Why was it you that had to go?
I am sure there is an answer...
One that might make sense
When others offer reasons
I'm just on the defence
If they could understand me
Know how hard life is with grief
Just hold my hand and listen...
That would be a great relief
Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence...
Quietly I weep
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♥ Only we who grieve ♥
♥ Tis only we who grieve
♥ They do not leave
♥ They are not gone
♥ They look upon us still
♥ They walk among the valleys now
♥ They stride upon the hill
♥ Their smile is in the summer sky
♥ Their grace is in the breeze
♥ Their memories whisper in the grass
♥ Their calm is in the trees
♥ Their light is in the winter snow
♥ Their tears are in the rain
♥ Their merriment runs in the brook
♥ Their laughter in the lane
♥ Their gentleness is in the flowers
♥ They sigh in autumn leaves
♥ They do not leave
♥ They are not gone
♥ tis only we who grieve.
♥ Author unknown ♥
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☼ The Sea and the Beach ☼
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The sea seems to illustrate pain and sorrow so well
It comes in and goes out
For a while it is there, overwhelming, covering everything
Then slowly the tide turns and it withdraws
For a while we can see the beauty of the shells, the seaweed
We can rejoice in the patterns in the sand
We can feel the corrugated ripples under our feet
Alive to what is around, and beyond
But then the tide turns and again it is all washed away, all overwhelmed
We feel like the crashing of the waves on rocks
Raw and out of control
Full of anger and rage
Battered and bruised
Tossed about like flotsam floating wherever we are thrown
There are so many questions. Why now? Why him?
But no answers
Then the sea calms and gently the waves lap the rocks
We are soothed and the inner turmoil is calmed
In time we can learn to move up the beach as the tide comes in
Out of its reach
Not to be overwhelmed
The pain is still there, but in control
We can recognise the pain
Revisiting the sadness
Acknowledging how much the person is missed
We learn to turn away and look to the future
Knowing the person will always be part of us
Always loved and always remembered
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~ Immeasurable (by Sean Ashcroft) ~
Laughter will still sound,
even though you’re gone.
But the decibels will dip,
with some smiles, painted on.
Hopes will still soar,
dreams float on high.
But the altitude will drop,
as will the supply.
Passion will still drive us,
desire wave us off.
But the revs will decline
and the engine might cough.
Time will be bejewelled,
lives lit by waltzing light.
But the carats will diminish,
its brilliance a lesser sight.
Yet memories have no volume,
love no mass nor weight.
These will broaden, widen, deepen,
a true measure of something great.
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