Walk Far To Conquer

LOOK AT ME

What do you see, nurses, what do you see?

What are you thinking when you're looking at me?

A crabby old woman, not very wise

Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes?

Who dribbles her food and makes no reply

When you say in a loud voice, "I do wish you'd try!"

Who seems not to notice the things that you do

And forever is losing a stocking or shoe

 Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will,

With bathing and feeding, and giving me pillsl

Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?

Then open your eyes, nurse; you're not looking at me.

I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still

As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will.

I'm a small child of ten...with a father and mother

Brothers and sisters, who love one another

A young girl of sixteen, with wings on her feet

Dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet.

A bride soon at twenty -- my heart gives a leap

Remembering the vows that I promised to keep

At twenty-five now, I have young of my own

Who need me to provide them a secure happy home.

 A woman of thirty, my young now growing fast,

Bound to each other with ties that should last.

  At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone

But my man's beside me to see I don't mourn.

At sixty once more, babies play round my knee

Again we know children, my loved one and me

Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead

I look at the future and I shudder with dread

For my young are all rearing young of their own

And I think of the years and the love that I've known.

I'm now an old woman...and nature is cruel

'Tis jest to make old people look like a fool.

The body, it crumbles, grace and vigor depart

There is now a stone where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells

And now and again my battered heart swells.

I remember the joys

I remember the pain

And I'm loving and living life over again.

I think of the years...all too few, gone too fast

And accept the stark fact that nothing can last

So open your eyes, people, open and see

Not a crabby old woman; look closer.....

Remember this poem when you next meet an old person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within...Lord willing we will one day be there also!

THIS POEM WAS WROTE BY OUR SON MATTHEW

I was not born on that day but my father told me the day my city cried the day its heart was broken

96 went to see my beloved Liverpool play but never came home we will remember them on this day

Our hearts blend a river of flowers that covered the green grass of Anfield

On the mighty kop where so many battles had been won people stood and thanked god that there loved one’s

Had come home but a piece of the kop was broken and will never be replaced.

We will remember the 96 that never came home

Red and blue stood side by side and showed the world how big our heart is that’s the heart of Liverpool.

We will remember them they will never walk alone they will always walk with us

A flame will burn in all our hearts even on the darkest days that flame will burn bright so we will remember them

Our hearts will grow old but the flame will always burn bright

On this day think of them but remember your family and friends it only took 6 minuets for 96 hearts to stop beating look at your family and the people you love and tell them how much you love them, remember a lot can be lost in 6 minuets

We will remember them they will never walk alone  

15th April 1989 Liverpool and Nottingham Forest met in the semi-final of the FA Cup at Hillsborough, Sheffield. Ninety-six football supporters lost their lives that day. May they rest in peace.

Jack Anderson (62)

Colin Mark Ashcroft (19)

James Gary Aspinall (18)

Kester Roger Marcus Ball (16)

Gerard Baron Snr. (67)

Simon Bell (17)

Barry Bennett (26)

David John Benson (22)

David William Birtle (22)

Tony Bland (22)

Paul David Brady (21)

Andrew Mark Brookes (26)

Carl Brown (18)

Steven Brown (25)

Henry Thomas Burke (47)

Paul Andrew Burkett (24)

Paul William Carlisle (19)

Raymond Thomas Chapman (50)

Gary Christopher Church (19)

Joseph Clark (29)

Paul Clark (18)

Gary Collins (22)

Stephen Paul Copoc (20)

Tracey Elizabeth Cox (23)

James Philip Delaney (19)

Christopher Barry Devonside (18)

Chris Edwards (29)

Vincent Michael Fitzsimmons (34)

Steve Fox (21)

Jon-Paul Gilhooley (10)

Barry Glover (27)

Ian Thomas Glover (20)

Derrick George Godwin (24)

Roy Hamilton (34)

Philip Hammond (14)

Eric Hankin (33)

Peter Andrew Harrison (15)

Gary Harrison (27)

Stephen Francis Harrison (31)

Dave Hawley (39)

James Robert Hennessy (29)

Paul Anthony Hewitson (26)

Carl Hewitt (17)

Nick Hewitt (16)

Sarah Louise Hicks (19)

Victoria Jane Hicks (15)

Gordon Horn (20)

Arthur Horrocks (41)

Gary Philip Jones (18)

Thomas Howard (39)

Tommy Anthony Howard (14)

Eric George Hughes (42)

Alan Johnston (29)

Christine Anne Jones (27)

Richard Jones B.Sc. (25)

Nicholas Peter Joynes (27)

Anthony P. Kelly (29)

Michael Kelly (38)

Carl David Lewis (18)

David William Mather (19)

Brian Christopher Matthews (38)

Francis Joseph McAllister (27)

John McBrien (18)

Marian Hazel McCabe (21)

Joe McCarthy (21)

Peter McDonnell (21)

Alan McGlone (28)

Keith McGrath (17)

Paul Brian Murray (14)

Lee Nicol (14)

Stephen Francis O'Neill (17)

Jonathon Owens (18)

William Roy Pemberton (23)

Carl Rimmer (21)

Dave Rimmer (38)

Graham John Roberts (24)

Steven Robinson (17)

Henry Charles Rogers (17)

Andrew Sefton (23)

Inger Shah (38)

Paula Ann Smith (26)

Adam Edward Spearritt (14)

Philip John Steele (15)

David Leonard Thomas (23)

Pat Thompson (35)

Peter Reuben Thompson (30)

Stuart Thompson (17)

Peter F. Toole (21)

Christopher James Traynor (26)

Martin Kevin Traynor (16)

Kevin Tyrrell (15)

Colin Wafer (19)

Ian Whelan (19)

Martin Kenneth Wild (29)

Kevin Daniel Williams (15)

Graham John Wright (17)

YNWA

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