Glyn |
Claire McLaughlan |
This is a contemplation rather than a memory but seems to fit Maxine's personality. It was written by Mary Frye:
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 glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Michelle Reid |
For Maxine, My good friend
They say time can heal the sorrow
Time can heal the pain
But no time can ever bring back
My great friend again
No end of rainbow wishes
No treasured crock of gold
Could give us endless time on earth
Or let eternity unfold
“Tempus fugit” this is true
We cannot slow it down
We can only enjoy each minute
For as long as we are around
The hands of time scar deeply
And each second is a life
Is it so? Things heal with time?
Why then does time cause strife?
Time eases pain but gives it first
We must hurt but in time, smile
Oh what would one give
To turn time back once in a while?
Take back what time has stolen
Our days, and months and years
Our friends we dearly cherished
Time ticked on, and brought us tears
The world fears time but it must go on
But time can’t make us forget
In our shallow spell on earth
The treasured friends which we have met.
God Bless
X
Luv ya Max
Karen Gaskell |
One of my earliest memories of Maxine, was a few weeks after Christian and Damon were born. Daryl and I where in Lanzarote at the time so the weekend after our return I stayed over at Ann and Brians's house. I came downstairs Maxine and Brian were feeding the twins. I was scared of holding a baby and hadn't really held Christian or Damon for very long, anyway Maxine had other ideas, so after their feed she came into the living with the cheeky grin and glint in her eye followed by her dad and placed Christian in one arm and Damon in the other, she then said she was going for a shower and disappeared upstairs, Brain said he was going to make his porage (porridge) and also disappeared, leaving me quite alone unable to move. Needless say I managed just!!!!! The twins just slept thank goodness.
Whenever Daryl and I went to visit there was always a smell of baking, I think Maxine must have baked everyday, so we always came away well fed, no matter how busy she was with the children, because by this time Charlotte had been born, I was always made to feel very welcome, even when we arrived unannounced, Maxine was a very generous person, and I shall miss her very much, but I have so many happy memories to remember Maxine by that she will never be forgotton. Love and God Bless Maxine xx.
Ilse |
Maxine was a loyal & beautiful friend, her sense of humour was the best...
there is a big whole in my heart as i know i can't be with her but maybe she is at peace now.
Maxine rest in peace my loyal & close friend