Do Not Stand By My Grave And Weep
Do not stand by my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep,
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glistens on the snow,
I am the sin on the ripen grain,
I am the gentle Autumn rain,
Whe you waken in the morinng`s hush,
I am the swift up lifting rush,
Of quite birdsin circling flight
I am the soft starlight at night,
Do not stand at mygrave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
As we continued our trip on the Wirral, we stopped off for some lunch before heading down to New Brighton, were I grew up. Aaron rode his bicycle along the promenade till we reached Vale Royal Park. We had a walk around the park.
Below is the old band stand. As a child on the hot summer days.My friend`s and I would walk along the beach taking a picnic up to the park.
I remember the shows at Vale Royal Park "Joy Time ". Here a group of adults would put on a show with talent contests, singing and lots of laughter. The shows were great fun. Afterwards we would all stroll home along the beach.
After walking round the park I gave Fred our dog a run on the beach. Again I spent many times here as a child. Walking along the golden sandy beaches and playing in the rock pools. The beaches on the Wirral side of the Mersey offer so much more than Liverpool. Looking across all you see is Seaforth docks which was very noisy on this day. For miles and miles you can walk along the coast form Seacombe to way past West Kirby and Hoylake. I have so many memories of my dogs and horses playing on the sand and in the surf.
These people, If they are capable of causing you so much hurt and heartache. They are not worthy and don't deserve to play a part in your. You are far better off without them.