My Story - images

My Story - images

This page contains images / visuals that CRY supporters have sent to us in memory of a young person they have lost. If you would like something to be added to this page, please e-mail it to mystory@c-r-y.org.uk or send a copy on CD to the CRY office.

"Shortly after the sudden death of my son Christopher I began to write out my feelings in this way, and have, in the first two years following his death, written well over 100 poems. I am now in the process of linking many of them with an image, creating the 'Verse & Image' set on Flickr." Richard Walker *Some examples from Richard's 'Verse & Image' Flickr set are presented below; the full set can be seen here*

Troubles And still my troubles, trouble me, And time not eased my pain. I wonder if I will again, Find a life to please me, Find a life to ease me, Find my life again. Richard Walker, 2005 "Recalling the feelings I had (and still have) after hearing the news of the death of my son on Jan 8th 2005." See Richard's full 'Verse & Image' Flickr set here	Anger (A Poem) Anger brews a sullen cord, Someone came who brought discord. The day distracted, over acted, Anger, became impacted. Anger, the destructive force, Anger brings the broken coarse. Anger is the blight on life, Anger brings a perilous knife. Bow not to this ferocious force, Do not join its malicious source. Stay back from its violent way, Control the feeling that within you sway. Stay composed and fight with vigour, Complex thoughts suggest decoy. Seek support, put on your armour, Defeat this anger, let it not destroy. Poem: Richard Walker, 2005 Image: Anger Management Watford "Anger is an inevitable result in many cases of deep loss and grief, it happened to me and I dealt with it by writing about my feeling in the form of poems and verse, which I linked to an appropriate image." See Richard's full 'Verse & Image' Flickr set here


Still A Blackbird Sings At the rising of the sun And at the closing of the day After heartache and sorrow After joy and after pain When all hope seems lost And your way is not found Still the Blackbird sings When the storm of life is raging And our trials are laid before us When in grief our hearts are breaking And the days before us lie in darkness When friends no longer call you And no laughter can be heard Still a Blackbird sings Its song of hope is on the wind And into your mind it seeps To become a beacon To redress the drift And bring peace into our life So move a step away from darkness And listen to its song Poem: Richard Walker, Sept 2008 Image: Planet SHHH "Sometimes in our lives it is necessary to become aware of the natural way, look for the examples that surround you and take them in for the betterment of our souls. After the death of my son I discovered that no matter how dreadful I felt, the world still went on, and the Blackbird still sang its song!" See Richard's full 'Verse & Image' Flickr set here	Now and Forever For you in this year and all those years to come: - I give you my heart, I give my soul, I give you my all, My friendship and my love. For you in times of stress, You have my support, You have my accord, My home and my warmth. For you in your grief, You have my comfort, My tears I shed for you, My time I give to you, all as you need For you in happier times, I share with you my laughter, My hand and my smile, And for you that extra mile For you, and in your life, You can count on me, I will be there when you call, And help you should you fall For now and forever, Our shadows will not part (Marked dark upon the earth by the shining sun) And even though we are apart, We will always be as one. Poem: Richard Walker, November 2007 This great image was taken by my daughter-in-law Karelle Walker along the Cornish coast. "When my son was with us he knew that our love for him was unending. Much was understood without the saying of it. He is not with us now, but in some ways it makes no difference, that love we had for him, and he for us, cannot be withdrawn, it is set into the stars, where one day it will come together again." See Richard's full 'Verse & Image' Flickr set here


Nicky painted some beautiful pictures. This one is called 'Blank Canvas'. It is one of a series of four paintings that she produced for her Art A-level, for which she got a grade A. We called it 'Blank Canvas' because she was longing to have a tattoo and she described her body as a blank canvas waiting for the tattoos to be drawn upon it. Nicky never got a tattoo, so on what would have been her 21^st birthday, I had one on my foot in her memory. It is a shooting star design to represent my beautiful girl who was flying so high before she left this world so tragically. Jackie Musgrave