Homer

1998 - 2009
LocationRadcliffe, Manchester, Uk
Age10 years
Date of Birth18/08/1998
Date of Death23/07/2009
Visitors1,961 since 28/07/2009
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Homer was born on the 18th August 1998 and tragically passed away on the 23rd July 2009.

He was our "baby" we wrapped him up in cotton wool the moment we brought him home. He was an absolutely incredible and charming cat so full of life, so incredibly gentle. As he got older he became quite set in his ways. He loved cuddles, kisses and even allowed us to blow raspberries on his little belly. He was so affectionate and loyal.

Homer never strayed, never allowed anyone other than his family to go near him, he was quite timid. He just used to like sitting in the garden, smelling the flowers, chasing the flies. In the 10 and a half years we had him, he never killed a bird, never spat or growled at us... he was just so chilled and devoted to "his" family.

Homer was hit by a car on the morning on the 23rd July.,, a day that I will never understand, as Homer never went near the roads, but on this day, he wouldn't come inside, and I had to go to work. It was raining and he wouldn't come out of his shelter, unless you went outside to get him and I didn't have the time as I was on the minutes. Unfortunately later that day it started to thunder, and he must have got spooked and ran out into the road. I will always regret not going out to get him and bringing him inside.

My sweet prince will be missed immensly and even though as time goes by, and the pain of losing him gets easier to deal with, he will live on in our memories.

Homer you were a wondering and caring family pet, and I am so honoured to have met you, to have loved you. I still do.

take care my sweet little puddy cat... my little prince charming... we love you and we will always remember you xxxxx

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thank you to all the people have spent the time leaving messages, lighting candles. It means a lot to me and my family

Lisa xx

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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 áƒĶ♥áƒĶ

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)

Yesterday evening

☜♡☞ The Wings That Fly Us Home ☜♡☞

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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(...-♥') .-♥')) ♥.--.- ♥ MISS YOU

The New Year…âœŋâŠđâœŋ

It is winter and the New Year.
Nobody knows you.
Away from the stars, from the rain of light,

you lie under the weather of stones.
There is no thread to lead you back.
Your friends doze in the dark
of pleasure and cannot remember.
Nobody knows you. You are the neighbor of nothing.
You do not see the rain falling and the man walking away,

the soiled wind blowing its ashes across the city.
You do not see the sun dragging the moon like an echo.
You do not see the bruised heart go up in flames,

the skulls of the innocent turn into smoke.
You do not see the scars of plenty, the eyes without light.
It is over. It is winter and the New Year.
The meek are hauling their skins into heaven.
The hopeless are suffering the cold with those who have nothing to hide.
It is over and nobody knows you.
There is starlight drifting on the black water.
There are stones in the sea no one has seen.
There is a shore and people are waiting.
And nothing comes back.
Because it is over.
Because there is silence instead of a name.
Because it is winter and the New Year.

~ Mark Strand ~

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

3 weeks ago

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A LITTLE LONGER

A little longer yet—a little longer,
Shall violets bloom for thee, and sweet birds sing;
And the lime branches where soft winds are blowing,
Shall murmur the sweet promise of the Spring!
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Thou shalt behold the quiet of the morn;
While tender grasses and awakening flowers
Send up a golden mist to greet the dawn!
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
The tenderness of twilight shall be thine,
The rosy clouds that float o'er dying daylight,
Nor fade till trembling stars begin to shine.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Shall starry night be beautiful for thee;
And the cold moon shall look through the blue silence,
Flooding her silver path upon the sea.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
Life shall be thine; life with its power to will;
Life with its strength to bear, to love, to conquer,
Bringing its thousand joys thy heart to fill.
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A little longer yet—a little longer,
The voices thou hast loved shall charm thine ear;
And thy true heart, that now beats quick to hear them,
A little longer yet shall hold them dear.
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A little longer yet—joy while thou mayest;
Love and rejoice! for time has nought in store;
And soon the darkness of the grave shall bid thee
Love and rejoice and feel and know no more.
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A little longer still—Patience, Beloved:
A little longer still, ere Heaven unroll
The Glory, and the Brightness, and the Wonder,
Eternal, and divine, that waits thy Soul!
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A little longer ere Life true, immortal,
(Not this our shadowy Life,) will be thine own;
And thou shalt stand where winged Arch-angels worship,
And trembling bow before the Great White Throne.
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A little longer still, and Heaven awaits thee,
And fills thy spirit with a great delight;
Then our pale joys will seem a dream for-gotten,
Our Sun a darkness, and our Day a Night.
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A little longer, and thy Heart, Beloved,
Shall beat for ever with a Love divine;
And joy so pure, so mighty, so eternal,
No creature knows and lives, will then be thine.
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A little longer yet—and angel voices
Shall ring in heavenly chant upon thine ear;
Angels and Saints await thee, and God needs thee:
Beloved, can we bid thee linger here!

~ Adelaide Anne Procter

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

December 28, 2011

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❊ The Snow Flake ❊

"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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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

December 17, 2011

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★ Gone to the Unseen ★

At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen.
What marvelous route did you take from this world?

Beating your wings and feathers,
you broke free from this cage.
Rising up to the sky
you attained the world of the soul.
You were a prized falcon trapped by an Old Woman.
Then you heard the drummer's call
and flew beyond space and time.
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As a lovesick nightingale, you flew among the owls.
Then came the scent of the rosegarden
and you flew off to meet the Rose.

The wine of this fleeting world
caused your head to ache.
Finally you joined the tavern of Eternity.
Like an arrow, you sped from the bow
and went straight for the bull's eye of bliss.
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This phantom world gave you false signs
But you turned from the illusion
and journeyed to the land of truth.

You are now the Sun -
what need have you for a crown?
You have vanished from this world -
what need have you to tie your robe?
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I've heard that you can barely see your soul.
But why look at all? -
yours is now the Soul of Souls!

O heart, what a wonderful bird you are.
Seeking divine heights,
Flapping your wings,
you smashed the pointed spears of your enemy.
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The flowers flee from Autumn, but not you -
You are the fearless rose
that grows amidst the freezing wind.

Pouring down like the rain of heaven
you fell upon the rooftop of this world.
Then you ran in every direction
and escaped through the drain spout…
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Now the words are over
and the pain they bring is gone.
Now you have gone to rest
in the arms of the Beloved.

~ Rumi

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

December 11, 2011

babykins

my beloved homer, it's almost 2 and a half years since you passed away and i still miss you.

You has an amazing personality and I miss your gentleness and your late night cuddles.

i'll always remember my sweet litte prince x x

Lisa Waddington (Mother)

December 5, 2011

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áƒĶ LIFE is a series of little deaths out of which life always returns.
…~ Charles Feidelson, Jr.

áƒĶ LOVE is the vital core of the soul, and of all you see, only love is infinite.
…~ Rumi

♥ ═āģ‹áƒĶ♥ ═āģ‹áƒĶ♥

áƒĶ A Farewell áƒĶ

FAREWELL, oh dream of mine!
I dare not stay;
The hour is come, and time
Will not delay:
Pleasant and dear to me
Wilt thou remain;
No future hour
Brings thee again.
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She stands, the Future dim,
And draws me on,
And shows me dearer joys—
But thou art gone!
Treasures and Hopes more fair,
Bears she for me,
And yet I linger,
Oh dream, with thee!
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Other and brighter days,
Perhaps she brings;
Deeper and holier songs,
Perchance she sings;
But thou and I, fair time,
We too must sever—
Oh dream of mine,
Farewell for ever!

~ Adelaide Anne Procter

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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

November 26, 2011

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What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

~ Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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âœŋ Memory âœŋ

My mind lets go a thousand things,
Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,
And yet recalls the very hour—
‘Twas noon by yonder village tower,
And on the last blue noon in May—
The wind came briskly up this way,
Crisping the brook beside the road;
Then, pausing here, set down its load
Of pine-scents, and shook listlessly
Two petals from that wild-rose tree.

~ Thomas Bailey Aldrich
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Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

November 11, 2011

♥†♥ Our sweetest songs are those that tell our saddest thought. ♥†♥

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley ~

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*áƒĶ* Fallen Embers *áƒĶ*

Once, as my heart remembers,
All the stars were fallen embers.
Once, when night seemed forever
I was with you.
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Once, in the care of morning
In the air was all belonging.
Once, when that day was dawning.
I was with you.
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How far we are from morning.
How far we are
And the stars shining through the darkness,
Falling in the air.
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Once, as the night was leaving
into us our dreams were weaving.
Once, all dreams were worth keeping.
I was with you.
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Once, when our hearts were singing,
I was with you.

~ Sung by Enya, Lyrics by Roma Ryan ~

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend)

October 29, 2011
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