Steve Burton

1963 - 2004
LocationStrood
Age41 years
Date of Birth3/1963
Date of Death7/2004
Visitors2,700 since 23/12/2006
Creator

Steve Burton - who was killed tragically in a motorbike accident on the 14th July 2004 at the age of
41. I am missing him so much and it's hard to carry on without him,



This is my Dad, Steve. He is the most important person in the world to me and i love him more than
anything in the world! He was always such a great Dad and made my childhood just the best ever -
nothing could be better than them days! I have so many happy memories of him most of them funny
because thats the way you were and they always make me smile! He used to be well into his old
football and would stand in his kit doing a little jog, getting himself ready lol He would always
just try to annoy you and make you laugh and was absolutely loved by so many people. He always
brightened up your day and without him everything is empty, he brought so much to everyones lives
and will always be remembered from his great big smile :D No one could ever replace you because you
are one in a million! Love You Forever xXXXXXXXXx


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Grieve for me, for I would grieve for you.
Then brush away the sorrow and the tears
Life is not over, but begins anew,
with courage you must greet the coming years.
To live forever in the past is wrong;
can only cause you misery and pain.
Dwell not on memories overlong,
with others you must share and care again.
Reach out and comfort those who comfort you;
recall the years, but only for a while.
Nurse not your loneliness; but live again.
Forget not. Remember with a smile.

Debbie Allan (Friend) May 9, 2007

No person is ever truly alone.
Those who live no more,
Whom we loved,
Echo still within our thoughts,
Our words, our hearts.
And what they did
And who they were
Becomes a part of all that we are,
Forever.

Debbie Allan (Friend) May 8, 2007

Journey from we to me.

We has company, we is great

We takes for granted our soul mate

We has plans, dreams and hope

We has a future filled with scope



Then like a thief along comes grief

Just leaves a pain with no relief



Me is left alone and scared

Me was certainly not prepared

Me stumbes through those early days

In a disbelieving kind of haze

Me is empty yet heavy as well

Me sees each day as a living hell

Me feels overwhelmed by fears

Me is just awash with tears

Me can no longer turn and say

“hello my love how was your day?”

Me sometimes sets an extra place

Then remembers me wont see that face

Its almost more than me can bear

To see smiling couples everywhere

Love in every film and song

A world to which me doesn’t belong

Me has to suffer the lonely grief

Since joy was stolen by that thief

Me shall have to re-adjust

Its not a want, more a must

To make a meal for only one

Make an effort to have some fun

Me will have to live in hope

That one day me will learn to cope

Claire Hunt May 8, 2007

They say it takes a minute
to find a special person,
An hour to appreciate them,
a day to love them,
but an entire life
to forget them.

Debbie Allan (Friend) April 29, 2007

If I be the first of us to die,
Let grief not blacken long your sky.
Be bold yet modest in your grieving,
There is change but not a leaving.
For just as death is part of life,
The dead live on forever in the living.
For all the gathered riches of our journey,
The moments shared, the mysteries explored,
The steady layer of intamacy stored,
The things that made us laugh or weep or sing,
The joy of sunlit snow or first unfurling of the spring,
The wordless language of look and touch,
The knowing
Each giving and each taking,
These are not flowers that fade,
Nor trees that fall and crumble,
Nor are they stone
For even stone cannot the wind and rain withstand
And even mighty mountain peaks in time reduce to sand.
What we were, we are,
What we had, we have.
A conhoined past imperishably present.
So when you walk the woods where we once walked together
And scan in vain the dappled bank beside you for my shadow,
Or pause where we always did on the hill to gaze across the land,
And spotting something, reach by habit for my hand,
And finding none, feel sorrow start to steal upon you,
Be still.
Close your eyes.
Breathe.
Listen for my footfall in your heart.
I am not gone but merely walk within you.

Debbie Allan (Friend) April 28, 2007

I Wish I Could See You One More Time
Come Walking Through My Door
But, I Know That Is Impossible
I Will Hear Your Voice No More
I Know You Can Feel My Tears
And You Don’t Want Me To Cry
Yet, My Heart Is Broken
Because I Can’t Understand Why
Someone So Precious Had To Die
I Pray That God Will Give Me Strength
And Somehow Get Me Through
As I Struggle With This Heartache
That Was Caused By Losing You

Debbie Allan (Friend) April 26, 2007

Do Believe

by Jennifer Janiszewski

There is nothing i can do,
to make him come back
There are no words I can say,
that can replace the words you long to hear

There are no answer's I can give,
that will satisfy your questions
There is not another soul I can introduce you to that will ever replace his
And, there is no love I can offer that will ever replace the love you shared

I can not promise your broken heart will ever be complete
I will not say it could have been worse
I will not deny it was a tragedy
I will not lie and tell you he will come back

He never really left

I do promise he hears you when you speak
I will say he loves you no matter the distance
I will not deny he is in a better place
And, I will not lie; he is waiting to greet you someday

He is every you step you take
He is in everything you do
He is the air you breathe
He is every beat of your heart

Claire Hunt April 25, 2007

Take Courage

I can't change what you are going through,

I have no words to make a difference

no answers, or solutions to make things easier for you

But if it helps in any way I want to say I care

Please know that even when you're lonely

You're not alone

I'll be here, supporting you with my thoughts

Cheering for you with all my strength

Praying for you with all my heart.

For whatever you need, for as long as it takes

Lean on my love.

Debbie Allan (Friend) April 23, 2007

To my Beloved

To My Beloved
by Celia Wenig

You had a talent for bringing special meaning to life,
It was such a pleasure to be your wife.
You helped me to grow and to realize
The fullness and the beauty in our lives.

Every day I counted my blessings.
Then God called, and you went away
Out of this world to a brighter day.
Suddenly my life of gladness
Turned to utter sadness.

My grief wears me down, I shed so many tears,
As I recall your love and devotion through the years.
For your sake and in memory of your name,
I pray for strength to do things the same.

To reach out, to fill the hours with useful ways,
To comfort, to cheer and have no more empty days.
I try to console myself -- it was God's greater plan,
So I must accept it, if I can.

You moved away to His splendid home above,
If there is life after death,
I know you will be waiting there for me,
With love.

Though Heaven and Earth divide us, and the distance is so great,
I count my blessings for the years you were my mate.
I will live my life remembering, while you wait, slumbering.
My beloved, may you rest in peace.

Claire Hunt April 14, 2007

1st time

when we first met you was not romantic at all, well not where any one could see, the first time you come close to telling me you loved me, was about 6 months into the relationship, we was sitting in our bedsit and you said to me

Karen (Wife) April 11, 2007
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