BEAU
JASON "BEAU" MORGAN
BIRTHDAYS GONE * BIRTHDAYS PAST
....by Diane Morgan in memory of Jason Beau Morgan 1979 - 2002
Birthdays Gone * Birthdays past
So many memories
The 23rd was your last
Memories remembered * Memories past
So much joy and laughter
Time flew too fast.
Joy gone * Laughter no more
Now only pain and sorrow
Why were you not here at 24?
Pain resides * Sorrow in me stays alive
I long for you to be here
For your Birthday at 25*
Life continues * Pain and sorrow, too
Your Birthdays I'll always honor
And memories I will keep, too
Always, always will my heart be with you.
Longing ends * not here anymore
Where will I be?
I will be joining you at's Door.
Until then * Day by day -
I will live my life
You would still be here * if I had my way!
I love you, my sweet Beau, Mom
© 2004 - Diane Morgan
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAU
....by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001
Candles may be brightly burning,
I HOPE YOU DANCE
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
THE GOOD OLE BOYS ....by Diane Morgan in memory of Beau and Luke
BEAU'S MEMORIAL DAY ....by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001
Beau left this earth not long ago,
Upon a special birthday cake.
Friends and family may be singing,
To what appears an empty space.
You see, that space is only empty,
To your normal human sight.
For Beau is always near you,
With a spirit that is bright.
To touch may not be possible,
Although Beau does exist,
Not in a way you understand,
But with a presence that persists.
So celebrate this special day,
The day that Beau was born,
Shout "Happy Birthday My Sweet Beau!!!"
Even though you deeply mourn.
© 2002 - Christine Ross
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance.....I hope you dance.
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance,
Living might mean taking chances but they're worth taking,
Loving might be a mistake but it's worth making,
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to selling out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance.....I hope you dance.
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,
Dance.....I hope you dance.
Luke and Beau were the good 'ole boys,
Always pulling out all their toys...
Childhood buddies they were,
Sharing Birthday parties, always a stir.
One birthday party was even a Duke's of Hazzard one
The Good 'Ole Boys were always having fun.
Luke and Beau grew up - and became apart to be fine young men.
A lot alike they were, could have been next of kin...
Soared through life with many a strife,
Giving unconditional love throughout their life...
Luke and Beau's life on earth became too short,
Left family and friends but will always be in their hearts.
Luke and Beau are the Good 'Ole Boys,
Always pulling out all their toys.
Sharing Birthday parties, always a stir, they are...
Forever Friends in Heaven afar...
Up to many stunts as the "Dukes of Hazzard" guys,
Forever Young and free up there in the skies.
Giving love and peace as a dove....
in their new home of heaven above...
Even though now we are apart,
they will be forever in our hearts
Until the glorious day -
that we will all be together in Heaven to stay.
© 2003 - Diane Morgan
On a day that's difficult to recall.
That day that ripped your heart out,
A pain not understood at all.
I know the deep wound it has left you,
You see, I have that open wound too.
Because....my Luke was taken from me,
Just as your Beau was taken from you.
It doesn't matter how long it's been,
A year, a few years, or many more.
I share how it seems only yesterday,
Beau was with you and safe as before.
The days gone by are lonely echoes,
Of a much happier life and time,
I wish for you the comfort of memories,
Held forever in your heart and mind.
Just know that Beau is reaching out,
To announce that life is not through,
To tell you that the spirit never leaves,
And is always watching over you.
So on this special memorial day,
Let there be honor and memories and pride.
May you feel the spirit of everlasting love,
On this day that your sweet Beau died.
© 2002 - Christine Ross
IN MEMORY OF BEAU
LINDA AND DIANE'S VISIT
MAY 2003