Eleanor Powell

1904 - 1973
LocationMerthyr Tydfil
Age69 years
Cause of DeathUndisclosed
Date of Birth25/08/1904
Date of Death01/09/1973
Visitors529 since 01/09/2008
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TOO DEARLY LOVED TO BE FORGOTTEN


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They say there is a reason,
They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason,
Will change the way I feel.
For no one knows the heartache,
That lies behind my smile,
No one knows how many times,
I have broken down and cried.
I want to tell you something,
So there won’t be any doubt,
You’re so wonderful to think of,
But so hard to be without.
I cannot bring the old days back,
When we were all together,
The family chain is broken now,
But memories live forever.

Denise Lewis (Granddaughter) October 31, 2008

You were someone I could talk to
That no one can replace,
You were someone I could laugh with
Til tears ran down my face.
You were someone I could turn to
When I needed a helping hand,
You were someone I could count on
To advise and understand.
You were someone I thought more of
As each day came to an end.
You were my Nan
And also my best friend.
Thank you for the memories
That are yours and mine alone,
For they recall so many special moments
That you and I have known.

Denise Lewis (Granddaughter) October 26, 2008

We touch the hands of angels
It's hard to ever let go
The pain we feel each day for you
No-one will ever know


You will never be forgotten, we all loved you so much. xxxxxxxx

Denise Lewis (Granddaughter) October 24, 2008

♥.* A flame that burns eternally *.♥
♥.* so strong it lights the sky *.♥
♥.* and even in our darkest days *.♥
♥.* that flame will never die *.♥

Denise Lewis (Granddaughter) October 24, 2008

Memory

Memory is a lovely land,
Where hearts are ever true,
A lane I so often travel down,
Because it leads to you.

Denise Lewis (Granddaughter) October 10, 2008

In Memory of My Dear Nan

Silent as a teardrop
Memories come and go
Leaving empty spaces
In the heart that loved you so
As life goes on without you
Weeks turn into years
Holding a thousand memories
And a million silent tears.
But it isn’t what we write
Or even what we say,
It’s what we feel inside
As we think of you each day.
Remembered With Love

Denise Lewis (Granddaughter) September 1, 2008

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ღ * . Love ♥ . * ♥

Denise Lewis (Granddaughter) September 1, 2008
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