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  • blotgode
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    Sailing down behind the sun,
    Waiting for my prince to come.
    Praying for the healing rain
    To restore my soul again.

    Just a toe rag on the run.
    How did I get here?
    What have I done?
    When will all my hopes arise?
    How will I know him?
    When I look in my father's eyes.
    My father's eyes.
    When I look in my father's eyes.
    My father's eyes.

    Then the light begins to shine
    And I hear those ancient lullabies.
    And as I watch this seedling grow,
    Feel my heart start to overflow.

    Where do I find the words to say?
    How do I teach him?
    What do we play?
    Bit by bit, I've realized
    That's when I need them,
    That's when I need my father's eyes.
    My father's eyes.
    That's when I need my father's eyes.
    My father's eyes.

    Then the jagged edge appears
    Through the distant clouds of tears.
    I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
    My foundations were made of clay.

    As my soul slides down to die.
    How could I lose him?
    What did I try?
    Bit by bit, I've realized
    That he was here with me;
    I looked into my father's eyes.
    My father's eyes.
    I looked into my father's eyes.
    My father's eyes.

    My father's eyes.
    My father's eyes.
    I looked into my father's eyes.
    My father's eyes

    /E.Clapton

    my condolences snusfriend

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  • Frosted
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    GN, you soften the blow just by being you.....fantastic.

    Ive made a conscious decision to move on today and it helps.....I just hope I remember in the morning.
    Thank you for all your support...it's actually been very helpful and I'm grateful.

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  • GN Tobacco Sweden AB
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    Originally posted by Frosted
    My dad died this afternoon from a heart attack. What a blow.
    I will always love you Dad.
    I am realy sorry my dear brother i only now have seen this , i remember i wrote " wow " on one of posts you made here without knowing what was all about , My condoleces when parents go to another world its like our sheeld to kosmos is desapiarin be strong you have to be strong for your kids sake . And who said that they do not look at us from up above ,? I know that they are there somewhere up . Once agein i wish i could do anything to soften the pain but i know i can't. But i am there for you what ever you need

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  • Frosted
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    Great words and quite helpful tattooer

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  • tattooer601
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    Frosted....
    Im speechless.
    I wish ,hope and pray for your peace,also that the void felt after losing your father be short, any father wouldn't want his son to suffer....
    I understand your feelings far to well...
    Happened out of nowhere for my Pop.....tears my soul even now to think about my last 10 minutes with my Daddy.....

    A son becomes a man , upon the loss of his Father....

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  • Frosted
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    I wondered if you knew that man. Sorry to hear that Squeezy.

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  • squeezyjohn
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    I wasn't suggesting that you weren't one of those who appreciates the arts Frosted, but I have to say that that first piece of information surprises me in a good way.

    Song and poetry as you say is very powerful stuff. In fact - it's more than that, i'd go so far as to say that I believe it to be a human instinct and communication form that pre-dates complex language and as such goes much deeper which is why it is such a powerful thing in situations such as yours at the moment.

    The reason I was flagging it up as essential to all people (and forgive me for using your thread for politics) is that I just found out that Newcastle in the UK has cut it's arts funding by 100% - this is the first of many in the UK believe me - clearly some people believe that just because the financial sector have ****ed up our economy this part of our society should be denied any government support. Fortunately as a folk musician I know that people will still make music & poetry for themselves and others regardless of whether it is funded or not - and that is why your posting of the Mary Frye poem gladdened my heart so much.

    The words struck true with me particularly today because one of the sea-shanty group Fisherman's Friends who I knew died last night after suffering injuries by a metal door dropping on him at the G-Live venue in Guildford on Saturday. Their tour manager (and one of my band's gig promoters) was killed on the day in the same accident. I have been through that same door - and if I believed in God then I would say "there but for the grace of God go I" ... but with my belief system, my only response is "shit I wish it wasn't him ... but I'm very glad it wasn't me"

    Cheers

    Squeezy

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  • Frosted
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    I've been listening to some of my Dads music, music that brings me right back to 5 years old in the room of the house we had .... extremely vividly. Music is very powerful stuff.

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  • squeezyjohn
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    Originally posted by Frosted
    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 glints on snow,
    I am the sun on ripened grain,
    I am the gentle autumn rain.
    When you awaken in the morning’s 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 cry,
    I am not there; I did not die.
    Mary Frye - amazing words and very well chosen Frosted.

    You can go through most of your life thinking that poetry and music and art are ephemeral things only created by wasters and drop-outs from normal society but when the words you read or hear put your feelings in to such crystalline focus then you realise the true value of art.

    Mary Frye was not considered a professional poet by the way - she never published it - but it's power has seen it used in many countries over the past 60 years or so. That is true folk music/poetry - made up by one person and only disseminated by the desire of others to reproduce it's power. No money, no companies have ever been involved ... that makes me so hopeful for many things.

    I hope it helped you and your family. It is a nice thing to say in situations like this.

    Cheers

    Squeezy

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  • Frosted
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    By Mary Elizabeth Frye

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  • GN Tobacco Sweden AB
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    Originally posted by Frosted
    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 glints on snow,
    I am the sun on ripened grain,
    I am the gentle autumn rain.
    When you awaken in the morning’s 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 cry,
    I am not there; I did not die.
    Wow

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  • Frosted
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    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 glints on snow,
    I am the sun on ripened grain,
    I am the gentle autumn rain.
    When you awaken in the morning’s 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 cry,
    I am not there; I did not die.

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  • heders
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    My condolences to you and your family Frosted. Stay strong!

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  • Frosted
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    Guys, thank you for your lovely comments....I'm crying my eyes out reading them. The pain is crushing.

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  • Snusdog
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    Originally posted by rickcharles606
    I scrolled back through this thread and my heartfelt condolences go out to all of you that have lost loved ones. My Dad doesn't have that much longer and I will be lost without him. I've spent most of my life trying to be independent of him, but I've spent the last 10 years trying to get closer to him. I'm amazed at how life works and changes our perspective. My thoughts and prayers are with all of you and hope that you find peace.
    I did the same thing Rick............I went back and read the entire thread.......... and I just wanted to add that you guys never cease to surprise and amaze me. We can be talking fleshlights at one moment and snapping at each other the next.............but when one of us is hurting............ the kindness and decency of the members of this site really shows

    I can't remember who said it....but someone posted that it is amazing how many of us have had to face such crushing losses recently..............to you all......... I pray God's comfort and peace in the coming days.

    dog

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