| Location | Redditch West Midlnds England |
| Age | 20 years |
| Cause of Death | Murder |
| Date of Birth | 20/07/1967 |
| Date of Death | 26/06/1988 |
| Visitors | 748 since 24/10/2009 |
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how can i put this. joann was my best friend my soulmatewho was killed by a stalker. we was school friends and grow up together, and dancers too on stage until she was toke away from me. after we finised dancing we got ready to go home but we did not make it, we went at of the stage door and thats when it happened jo was dead b4 she hit the ground he stabbed her in the heart she died out right, me i got badly hurt that i died 3 times once in the ambe and twice on the op table i still say this today why did,nt i go with jo we was on stage since 1982 and i miss her so so much, \all the stalker got was 10 years thats all he got me i got a life sentence, a life where am too scared to do and go anywhere. i have only just began to talk about jo cos the memories of that day are still very raw very very raw indeed...i miss you jo so so much and its killing me doing this site for you you are my friend and allways be my soulmate, i love you sweetheart and i can never let you go i can,t i just can,t let go.. love you forever.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxjessie
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when the golden sun is sinking,
and your mind from care set free,
while of others you are thinking,
will you sometimes think of me..
He Gathers Every Teardrop
Regardless of the circumstance,
Regardless of the fear,
Regardless of the pain we bear,
Regardless of the tear.
Our God is ever in control,
Performing as He should,
And He has promised in His Word
To work things for our good.
But as a loving Father would,
He sometimes lets us cry
To cleanse the hurt out of our heart,
To wash it from our eye.
Yet gently gathers the tears
Within His hands to stay
Until He turns them into pearls,
and gives them back someday
BUTTERFLIES FROM HEAVEN
When we lose our loved ones they never die
For I know once heaven takes their souls
The Dear Lord leaves a little of them here
To turn into beautiful butterflies
So they can be near our hearts
Blessed are those who can see the beauty
Of the life which has gone to what is "God's Art"
When we look for the angels
They will send us Jesus' love
I saw a butterfly today, my last prayer I gave away
Heaven is more than souls of our loved ones
When a father, mother, a brother, sister or a child dies
Their hearts live in those who have loved them
Every grain of sand, every sunrise and sunset
All the good things we know and love
They all go to Jesus for Him to protect
As a gift, The Lord, lets us have a glimpse of those we love
For a brief moment in time, for a short while
A butterfly is seen at our window, sent from heaven
Then we know, all will be well with those we love
The Balm Of God's Love
by M.S.Lowndes
When we lose someone we love
The loss seems too great to bear
God sends us friends to comfort us
To show that He deeply cares
But in the dark hours of the night
When there’s nobody else around
When we feel the saddest and loneliest
It’s there God’s love can be found
It’s like a soothing, healing balm
To soothe our broken hearts
The healing oil poured over us
That flows into every part
We can rest secure in God’s love
And know He’s by our side
He holds us when we feel as though
A part of us has died
We can know that God will listen
When we just want to talk
And when we feel we need to cry
We can share it with the Lord
For He is always waiting there
Ready with arms open wide
As we pour out the hurt within
He pours His love inside
Our Father above loves us so much
And will never leave us alone
He will not forsake us in our need
To face this on our own
He comforts us and strengthens us
And rubs us with His balm
And as the dawn breaks through the night
We’ll awake in His loving arms
The birds hid in the trees
There wasn�t the smallest breeze
While the woods froze in nameless grieve
Unable to believe that this would be the day...
No more waves came rolling in
No more leaves would toss and spin
The rivers would dry out but swell
Knowing all too well that this would be the day...
The sunlight held no relief
The moon sneaked in like a thief
And stole my peace of mind
And left my heart blind on this cursed day
The day you went away
They said you�re somewhere safe
My eyes see only a grave
It all seemed so untrue
This pain that I went through since that day
The day you went away
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Dear lord before i sleep tonight,
I need a few answers please,
Ive asked so many times before,
But this time im begging on my knees.
Why did you take my loved ones away,
I just need to understand,
Are they all happy up there,
Walking in your land.
Do they know who i am,
And can they still see me,
Is there really life after death,
And are they flying free.
Lord alls i want is just one hug,
just one last little kiss,
To let them know that i still care,
Dear lord thats all i wish.
Well again i have no answers,
But i will try again tomorrow,
One day you must answer me lord,
And take away my sorrow.
But for now my lord,
I lay down to sleep,
Close my eyes,
And try not to weep
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