Joseph (Joe) Grubb (14 Sep 1960 - 29 Oct 2016)

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

Mary Frye (1932)

A stranger called this morning
Dressed in black and grey
Put every sound into a bag
And carried them away

The whistling of the kettle
The turning of the lock
The purring of a kitten
The ticking of the clock

The popping of the toaster
The crunching of the flakes
When you spread the marmalade
The scraping noise it makes

The hissing of the frying pan
The ticking of the grill
The bubbling of the bath tub
As it starts to fill

The drumming of the raindrops
On the windowpane
When you do the washing up
The gurgle of the drain

The crying of the baby
The squeaking of the chair
The swishing of the curtain
The creaking of the stair

A stranger called this morning
He didn't leave his name
Left us only silence
Life will never be the same

Roger McGough

Joe so sorry this has all gone for you now - obviously with the exceptions of any form of cooking, washing up or eating any vegetables ! Will be missed.
Viv xx

I heard a whisper in my ear
and as i turned to see, 
a beautiful Dove was on my shoulder
and it said to me, 
I have a message from above
Please do not despair, 
when your in times of hurt or need
Joseph will be there x

When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm, there’s a golden sky
And the sweet, silver song of a lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown

Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone
You’ll never walk alone

Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone
You’ll never walk alone

Wonderful memories woven in gold,
These are the memories we tenderly hold, 
Deep in our hearts your memory is kept, 
To love, to cherish and never, forget.