John Brunell

DAD. I was thinking about you. Missing you alot xxxxxxxxx Lots of love.

Death, be not proud

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost...

Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may...

Sad are our hearts without you,
Silent are the tears that fall,
Living our lives without you,
Is the hardest thing of all.
Remembrance is a golden chain,
That links us till we meet again.

Sadly missed by your loving daughter Pauline, Son in law David, Grand children Patrick, Jennifer, Amy, Shauna and great Grand children Aaron, Nicole, Cameron and Abbie (Dublin, Ireland).

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

I Will Be There To See Your Ashes As They Are Sown Into The Pacific Where You Swam;
I Will Be There To Shed A Tear;
I Will Be There To Capture The Stars As We All Hold Our Hands
I Will be There to See The Waves, If Not In Person, Still In My Thoughts; I Will Pray We All Be Able To Share In Joyful Feelings,Sentiments, And Laughter Of Your Life Here On This Earth;
We Say So Long, Dear Uncle Sean, Not Goodbye To Another Of Our Precious, Honorable And So Brave Uncles From Across...