Remembrance Day Dedications

Our Family Heart Share online dedication page, offering families the opportunity to remember their loved ones with a poem, reading, or personal message.

Remembrance Day Dedications

Our Family Heart Share online dedication page, offering families the opportunity to remember their loved ones with a poem, reading, or personal message.

For all families remembering a loved one

I’ve not learned to live without you perhaps I never will? The truth of the matter is, you are always with me still. – Donna Ashworth

To all families remembering a loved one

The Oak Tree A mighty wind blew night and day. It stole the Oak Tree’s leaves away. Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark until the Oak was tired and stark. But still the Oak Tree held its ground while other trees fell all around. The weary wind gave up and spoke, How can you still be standing Oak?” The Oak Tree said, I know that you can break each branch of mine in two, carry every leaf away, shake my limbs and make me sway. But I have roots stretched in the earth, growing stronger since my birth. You’ll never touch them, for you see they are the deepest part of me. Until today, I wasn’t sure of just how much I could endure. But now I’ve found with thanks to you, I’m stronger than I ever knew.

To all families remembering a loved one

Sometimes the greatest journey is a single step.

Abbie Test 3

in my dream. I hold hands with my brother. we are both boys: he looks at me through his thick lashes. a squint. three years of time travel, between him and me. we are blue boys. he looks like my future, and I am his past. three years. time holds us together in summer and it’s always summer in my dream. my future and his past are nothing but a smudge. his free from worry glint of summer. always summer when I dream of him. we laugh. we blow up cowpat in dad’s village. a punch: a smudge is his free from worry glint as if graphite glides past his cheeks. look! how our laughter blooms, in dad’s punch. I stand by him, hold on to his soft hand. graphite draws wind blowing past our cheeks. I look at him—through our thick lashes— our shoulders barely touch, tiny hand in tiny hand. and there it is, where my brother’s stubborn heart beats. I look through him, behind his thick curtains of lashes. we are both boys for once: looking ahead. his stubborn heart laughs with mine. so loud. I wake up. and there! my brother is the moon: watching over me.

Abbie Test 2

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Abbie Test Dedication 1

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