Chloe. 28/11/05 - 19/02/08

Chloe, my niece lost her fight for life this year on the 19th February. During her short life she gave pleasure to everyone who met her.
She will be sadly missed by all who ever met her.



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.

Mary Elizabeth Frye (1905-2004 )