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Jack Cook

1976 - 1989
LocationStretford Manchester
Age13 years
Date of Birth02/02/1976
Date of Death15/10/1989
Visitors2,931 since 19/01/2009
Creator
Angela Cook

Jack was my mum and dads dog, and was my first dog as a child, he was a character, Dad got him of his friend when he was only a pup, we were told he was a jack russell but he grew a lot bigger than a jack russell, turned out he was a x breed jack russell and a terrier,
Jack loved to go for a swim, and i remember when we used to go for walks if you went near the canal keep him on the lead, other wise he would jump in,
he was allowed in the sale or chorlton water park for a swim, but the canal was filthy, so he would come out stinking if he got chance to jump in lol,
then shake all the water of himself, so many memories.
we went on loads of holidays as well, espically where there was water-and the sea.
he was always trying to dig holes in the grass, or on the beach,
or would bury bones in the garden, at home or hide them round the house.
Jack also used to tip his dog bowl up and the biscuits would go all over the floor.
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Never forget you Jack xxxxxx
Mums there with you now
hope you are both ok
Miss u always and will never for get you
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R.I.P xxxx

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Love everlasting is etched in the sands of time.

~ Sandra S. Corona

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being to timelessness as it's to time แƒฆ♥แƒฆ

being to timelessness as it's to time,
love did no more begin than love will end:
where nothing is to breathe to stroll to swim
love is the air the ocean and the land
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love is the voice under all silences,
the hope which has no opposite in fear:
the strength so strong mere force is feebleness:
the truth more first than sun, more last than star.

~ ee cummings

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

Saturday evening

โ˜œโ™กโ˜ž The Wings That Fly Us Home โ˜œโ™กโ˜ž

There are many ways of being in this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine
Is a hero’s blood more righteous than a hobo’s sip of wine
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Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun
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I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand
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I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son
The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone
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And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
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It’s the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home.

~ Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

2 weeks ago

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Angela Cook (Owner)

4 weeks ago

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*โœซ* Christmas Secrets *โœซ*

Underneath a winter sky
a distant train sings out the miles.
So I imagine, it may be,
that every mile brings you to me.
A promise made may still come true,
so I am waiting here for you,
if you don’t come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
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Christmas bells ring out their chimes,
I hear them echo through the miles,
and moonlight shines upon the road
and trembles on the fallen snow
I look into the midnight blue
So many stars I never knew.
If you don’t come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
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I look into the midnight blue
So many stars I never knew.
If you don’t come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?

~ Sung by Enya, lyrics by Roma Ryan ~
Copyright โ’ธ2006 EMI

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

December 29, 2011

Merry xmas jack xxxxxxxxxxxx

โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–„โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–‘โ–„โ–ˆโ–ˆ
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–ˆโ–€โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–€โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–‘
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘
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โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–„โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–„โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–„โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„โ–‘โ–‘โ–„โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–„
โ–‘โ–€โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–ˆโ–€โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–‘โ–€โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–€โ–ˆโ–„โ–€โ–€
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โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€โ–‘โ–€โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–€โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–€

โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ–‚โ•ฑโ–โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ•ฒโ”Šโ•ฒโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ•ฑโ–•โ•ฑโ–”โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ•ฑโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฒโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ•ฑโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฒโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ•ฑโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฒโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
โ”ˆโ”ˆโ–•โ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ•ฐโ–โ”ˆโ”ˆ
โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–‰โ–‰โ–”โ–”โ–”โ–”โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ

Angela Cook (Owner)

December 26, 2011

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โŠ The Snow Flake โŠ

"Now, if I fall, will it be my lot
To be cast in some low and lonely spot
To melt, and to sink unseen or forgot?
And then will my course be ended?"
'Twas thus a feathery snow-flake said,
As down through the measureless space it strayed,
Or, as half by dalliance, half afraid,
It seemed in mid air suspended.

"Oh, no," said the earth, "thou shalt not lie,
Neglected and lone, on my lap to die,
Thou pure and delicate child of the sky;
For thou wilt be safe in my keeping;
But, then, I must give thee a lovelier form;
Thou'lt not be a part of the wintry storm,
But revive when the sunbeams are yellow and waffle
And the flowers from my bosom are peeping".

"And then thou shalt have thy choice to be
Restored in the lily that decks the lea,
In the jessamine bloom, the anemone,
Or aught of thy spotless whiteness;
To melt, and be cast in a glittering bead,
With the pearls that the night scatters over the moon
In the cup where the bee and the fire-fly feed,
Regaining thy dazzling brightness; - -"

"To wake, and be raised from thy transient sleep,
When Viola's mild blue eye shall weep,
In a tremulous tear, or a diamond leap
In a drop from the unlocked fountain;
Or, leaving the valley, the meadow and heath,
The streamlet, the flowers, and all beneath,
To go and be wove in the silvery wreath
Encircling the brow of the mountain."

"Or wouldst thou return to a home in the skies,
To shine in the iris I'll let thee arise,
And appear in the many and glorious dyes
A pencil of sunbeams is blending.
But true, fair thing, as my name is earth,
I'll give thee a new and vernal birth,
When thou shalt recover thy primal worth,
And never regret descending!"

"Then I will drop," said the trusting flake;
"But bear it in mind that the choice I make
Is not in the flowers nor the dew to awake,
Nor the mist that shall pass with the morning;
For, things of thyself; they expire with thee;
But those that are lent from on high, like me,
They rise, and will live, from thy dust set free,
To the regions above returning."

"And if true to thy word, and just thou art,
Like the spirit that dwells in the holiest heart,
Unsullied by thee, thou wilt let me depart,
And return to my native heaven;
For I would be placed in the beautiful bow,
From time to time, in thy sight to glow,
So thou may'st remember the flake of snow
By the promise that God hath given."

~ Hannah Gould (1787 – 1865) ~

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.....โ–€โ–ˆ;.............โ–ˆโ–€

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

December 17, 2011

โค•โง•โฃ•โ™ก•♥•โฆ•โฅ•โค•โง•โฃ•โ™ก•♥•โฆ•โฅ•โค•โง•โฃ•โ™ก•♥•โฆ•โฅ•

It is eternity now; I am in the midst of it.
It is about me in the sunshine;
I am in it, as the butterfly in the light-laden air.
Nothing has to come; it is now.
Now is eternity; now is immortal life.

~ Richard Jefferies

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The little space within the heart is as great as the vast universe.
The heavens and the earth are there,
and the sun and the moon and the stars.
Fire and lightning and winds are there,
and all that now is and all that is not.

~ The Upanishads

โค•โง•โฃ•โ™ก•♥•โฆ•โฅ•โค•โง•โฃ•โ™ก•♥•โฆ•โฅ•โค•โง•โฃ•โ™ก•♥•โฆ•โฅ•

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

November 18, 2011

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In this world of change, nothing which comes, stays, and nothing which goes, is lost.

~ Anne Sophie Swetchine

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I Am

I am! The ages on the ages roll:
And what I am, I was, and I shall be:
by slow growth filling higher Destiny,
And Widening, ever, to the widening Goal.
I am the Stone that slept; down deep in me
That old, old sleep has left its centurine trace;
I am the plant that dreamed; and lo! still see
That dream-life dwelling on the Human Face.
I slept, I dreamed, I wakened: I am Man!
The hut grows Palaces; the depths breed light;
Still on! Forms pass; but Form yields kinglier
Might!
The singer, dying where his song began,
In Me yet lives; and yet again shall he
Unseal the lips of greater songs To Be;
For mine the thousand tongues of Immortality.

~ Voltaraine De Cleyre

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

November 7, 2011

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♥ O’er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,
♥ Our thoughts are boundless and our souls are free…

(Lord Byron)

แƒ–แƒ–*แƒ–แƒ–*แƒ–แƒ–*แƒ–แƒ–*แƒ–แƒ–

• โค • Sorrow • โค •

O thorn-crowned Sorrow, pitiless and stern,
I sit alone with broken heart, my head
Low bowed, keeping long vigil with my dead.
My soul, unutterably sad, doth yearn
Beyond relief in tears—they only burn
My aching eyelids to fall back unshed
Upon the throbbing brain like molten lead,
Making it frenzied. Shall I ever learn
To face you fearlessly, as by my door
You stand with haunting eyes and death-damp hair,
Through the night-watches, whispering solemnly,
“Behold, I am thy guest forevermore.”
It chills my soul to know that you are there.
Great God, have mercy on my misery!

(Katrina Trask)

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

October 24, 2011

โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–’โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–’โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–’โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–“
โ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–’โ–ˆ
โ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆ
โ–“โ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆ
โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–‘โ–’โ–‘โ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆ
โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–’โ–’ โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–“
โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–“โ–“
โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–’โ–ˆโ–’โ–‘โ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–’โ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–ˆโ–’โ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–’โ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–ˆโ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–‘โ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“
โ–“โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–‘โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“โ–“

†[♥]† The Isolation of Grief †[♥]†

I am on a little boat
In a hurricane.
The waves crash all around me
And the wind tears at my sails.
The black sea rushes into my boat
And I am sinking.
Sinking.
Far off, in the distance,
I see the shore.
People are laughing,
Having conversations,
Parties.
Horns are honking.
Hustle Bustle,
Business as usual.
I see the faces.
I hear the voices.
But they are far away,
In a normal world.
They can see me,
But they do not see the hurricane.
There is no rescue boat
To bring me in.
They talk to me,
But their words are lost
In the wind.
I'm growing colder.
Can't seem to find my breath.
I'm looking for a lifeline.
Some connection to the normal world.
Doesn't anyone out there
See this storm?

†[♥]† โ’ธ Gwen Flowers †[♥]†

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

October 20, 2011
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