Irene Lilian Waggott (15 May 1939 - 27 Oct 2019)

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 a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die

The song is ended but the melody lingers on
God bless Irene
Will miss you xx
Until we meet again

The Song is ended but the Melody Lingers on
Will mis you.
God Bless, Irene
Untill we meet again xx

All Is Well
Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Put no difference in your tone,
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, Just around the corner.
All is well.
by Henry Scott Holland

Pleasant dreams Irene

I am so saddened to hear the sad news about Irene s passing my thoughts and prayers are with you all at this sad time she was a lovely lady and will be sadly missed by so many.