| Location | Battersea London |
| Age | 75 years |
| Date of Birth | 12/1931 |
| Date of Death | 7/2007 |
| Visitors | 294 since 15/08/2007 |
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IN LOVING MEMORY OF RONALD WILLIAM DRIVER
BORN 13th DECEMBER 1931
CALLED TO HEAVEN 14th JULY 2007
*****TO BE YOURSELF IN A WORLD THAT IS CONSTANTLY TRYING TO MAKE YOU SOMETHING ELSE IS THE GREATEST ACCOMPLISHMENT*****
(qoute by Emmerson that suited my grandad well) xxxxx
My Grandad died of cancer 14th of july 2007 after a long battle xxx
A Tribute to our dear Sir xxxxx
My Grandad was a rare one off human being , whom we all could learn from and i think this could be his legacy.
He ver had much in terms of materiel things as i think that really never bothered him too much and if it did he never complained or let you know, as he was the proudest man i have ever known!
Grandad took pride in the things that should mean the most in life, his family and friends, if you happened to be in either one of these groups then you where very lucky to have known him.
I my Grandads lifeyime i personally have never heard him say another bad word about another person,as he had a positive attitude to life even when his cancer took hold of him , not saying that he did not ever say anything bad to say , im sure he did to people that would of deserved it as he could be very straight and to the point !
Still cant believe your gone grandad you have always been here for all of my life and keep expecting to see you again , hopefully i will in heaven as i know you are ther with my Jamie ( jamie wright) keeping each other company now till we all can be together again one sweet day xxx
love you with all my heart grandad and i will keep an eye on mum (your daughter ) dont worry xxxx
dance with my father
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
played at your funeral from your children xxxxx
Jamies 6 today grandad xxx
well grandad ...its been another year that i have mised my Jamies birthday , look out for him grandad up there please xxxxx
Thinking of you...
Miss Me, But Let Me Go
Author Unknown
When I come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little—but not too long,
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that was once shared.
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take, and each must go alone.
It’s all a part of the master’s plan, a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart, go to the friends we know.
Bear your sorrow in good deeds. Miss me, but let me go.
Thinking of you
Hiya hun
I am so sorry to hear that you have lost this wonderful member of your family. If you want to chat, give me a call. I hope his found Terry (my stepfather) and that they will be sharing a bevvy in paradise together....
God Saw You...
by Adam Males
God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, 'Come to me'.
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.
Take care
Micki xx
read at your funeral xxx
W. H. Auden
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
An Angels kiss xxxx
An Angel's Kiss
We go through life so often,
Not stopping to enjoy the day.
And we take each one for granted,
As we travel on our way.
For in your pain and sorrow,
An Angel's Kiss will help you through,
This kiss is very private,
For it is meant for only you.
We never stop to measure,
Anything we just might miss.
But if the wind should blow by softly,
You'll feel an Angel's Kiss.
A kiss that is sent from heaven,
A kiss from up above
A kiss that is very special,
From someone that you love.
So when, your hearts are heavy,
And filled with tears and pain.
And no one can console you,
Remember once again.
About the ones you grieve for,
Because you sadly miss.
And the gentle breeze you took for granted,
Was just an Angel's Kiss.
Author: Peggy Bouse
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