Mom, Gram, Nani, GG

God Was Your Closest Friend

I knew you were hurting although you wouldnít cry,
And could see you were suffering, see the pain in your eye
I wanted to comfort you, to hold you, be with you that day,
You looked so helpless and frail while in bed you did lay.

I watched as you shivered from a new pain,
And wondered how I might have handled the same.
I wanted to scream, to shout, and to yell,
You said you were fine although your skin was so pale.

I knew in my heart your time was near end,
And wished I could take you, your body to mend.
I knew that soon God would be your closest friend,
You told me many times thatís how it would end.

I stood there watching as each breath came slow,
And fought to find courage, my emotions were low.
I promised you when the time came that Iíd not cry,
You never saw my eyes wet, always they were dry.

I held your hand as I silently said goodbye,
And knew in my heart that soon you would die.
I stroked your forehead and said how I loved you,
You nodded and smiled and I knew that you knew.

I no longer care, my tears I canít hide,
And as I stood there waiting for death by your side.
I knew then that God was your closest friend,
You had told me many times thatís how it would end.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004
Grace Marian (Hill) Creswell, 86

LEICESTER- Grace Marian (Hill) Creswell, 86 of 6 Market St., died Monday, September 20th at Saint Vincent Hospital in Worcester after an illness. She was the wife of George R. Creswell, Sr. who died in 2003. She leaves a son, Charles S. Forsman of Harwichport, three daughters; Gretchen L. Forsman of Spencer, Penny G. Forsman of Leicester, Amy Ellen Forsman of Worcester, a brother, Robert Hill and his wife Beulah of Spring Hill, Fla., 4 grandchildren; April, Aaron and Jeffrey Forsman, Amanda Ebol, 1 great-grandson, Brendan Ebol, several nieces, nephews and cousins and a son-in-law, Paul Ebol of Spencer. She was pre-deceased by a brother, Arthur Hill and a sister, Luella Eaton.

She was born in Worcester and was the daughter of Frederick J. & Maude (Guilford) Hill. Mrs. Creswell was a member of Christ Episcopal Church in Rochdale. She was a devoted loving mother & grandmother.

Following cremation, a graveside service will take place Thursday, September 23rd at 1 p.m. in Worcester County Memorial Park, Paxton. There are no calling hours. Please omit flowers. Contributions may be made to the Christ Episcopal Church, P.O. Box 142, 1089 Stafford St., Rochdale, MA 01542. MORRISON - MORIN FUNERAL HOME, 1131 Main St. are directing arrangements.
 

Dedicated Song To Mom, Gram, Nani, GG
 

"Here With Me"
Maybe itís too late but this feelin is runnin through my soul
I think I learned what love is but Iím afraid I let it go
Maybe itís too late, maybe youíve already changed your mind
Turned lovin into leavin and Iím on the outside
You canít take these words to bed with you and hold onto them at night
They canít erase the emptiness and make everything alright
But your laughter and your tenderness will never disappear
No matter where you are tonight a part of you is here with me
Here with me, I donít know where you are, all I know is I need you to be
Here with me, I know itís not to late, to turn around and get it straight
Itís not fate to have you here with me

I can hear your voice promising your love will never die
I can feel your golden skin on mine beneath the desert sky
So how can it be true, how can you just turn and let me go
Let the story of your life with mine forever go untold
I canít take these words to bed with me and hold onto them at night
They canít erase the emptiness and make everything alright
Cause your laughter and your tenderness will never disappear
No matter where you are tonight a part of you is here with me
Here with me, I donít know where you are, all I know is I need you to be
Here with me, I know itís not too late, to turn around and get it straight
Itís not fate to have you here with me

(solo)

Here with me, I donít know where you are, all I know is I need you to be
Here with me, I know itís not to late, to turn around and get it straight
Itís not fate to have you here with me
(repeat)

 

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