| Location | Plymouth |
| Age | 22 years |
| Cause of Death | In the Line of Duty |
| Date of Birth | 09/12/1986 |
| Date of Death | 11/01/2009 |
| Visitors | 5,202 since 12/01/2009 |
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Travis was born on 9 December 1986. He grew up in Plymouth and joined the Royal Marines on 5 July 2004.
His selfless and helpful attitude singled him out for praise throughout the rigours of Commando training. He served with 45 Commando Royal Marines as a rifleman in Zulu Coy, during which time he deployed on combat operations in Afghanistan on Op HERRICK 5. Zulu Company was involved in some of the fiercest fighting of that deployment, predominantly operating in the southern region of Helmand province.
He died in the line of duty on 11th Jan 09.
A true hero GoneTooSoon.x
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRAVIS XXXX
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+ . . * + . + * . * + Hope you have a lovely day in heaven sweetheart, keep those heavens rocking, all my love to you on this your special day, just happened to see your memorial, put you in my garden, a true hero sleep tight xxxx
"Why wear a Poppy?"
"Please wear a Poppy", the lady said,
And held one forth, but I shook my head,
Then I slopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came whistling down the street.
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady" said he, "may I have one?"
When she'd pinned it on, he turned to say:
"Why do we wear a Poppy to-day?"
The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered: "This is Remembrance Day",
"And the Poppy there is a symbol for
The gallant men who died in the war".
"And because they did, you and I are free
That's why we wear a Poppy you see".
I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
"He loved to play and jump and shout.
Free as a bird, he would race about.
As the years went by, he learned and grew,
And became a man-as you will, too".
"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile.
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day.
When he smiled at me and said good-bye.
I'll be back soon, Mum, so please don't cry"
But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
"His letters told of the awful fight
(I can see it still in my dreams at night)
With the tanks and guns and the cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and the fire".
"Till at last, at last, the war was won -
And that's why we wear a Poppy, son".
The small boy turned as if to go.
Then said: "Thanks, lady I'm glad to know.
"That sure did sound like an awful fight.
But your son - did he come back alright?"
A tear rolled down each faded cheek;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away In a sort of shame.
And if you were me, you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, is oft delayed,
Though our freedom was bought - and thousands paid;
And so, when we see a Poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a Poppy! Remember - and give!
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Shine down from heaven...
Just like the sun
Sprinkle your love..♥
For us all precious one
♥
Keep watching over..
Your family from above,
'Cos your so special..
The one that they love. ♥
♥
Your loved and missed..♥
More than you know,
Let your halo glow bright..
And your love let it flow.
♥
You stand so tall..
Beside God above,
You blow kisses to your family..♥
That are so full of love.♥
♥
God bless you now Angel..
The Angel we miss,
Please hold out your hand..
As i blow you a kiss ♥
I miss you xXx
I miss you so much, you are forever and always in my heart, you were the most amazing person, you had such a strong impact on my life and the times we had together and all the amazing memories we shared i cherish them all. Life isn't the same now with out you around, there is a huge gap left in so many peoples lifes and there really are no words strong enough to describe the lose so many people feel without you, but you are with us always and you live on threw everyone that loved and knew you. I dont think i will ever meet anyone like you again in my life you are truely one in a million. Since the first time i seen you to me you were perfect, i have loved you since i was 13 years old and will love you always, as you always have knowen, our lifes always had a way of taking us away from each other but some how we always ended up back where we started with each other, so i know one day we will meet again. There are so many things i wish i could tell you, but just know that i miss you and you are forever in my heart. Im so proud of you, you are a Hero. I will be thinking off you Mr xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Beautiful Memories You left Behind
I opened up a box one day
What treasures did I find!
Letters and some photographs
Of days we left behind
I drifted back to yesterday
The thought was oh, so clear
For just a moment, anyway
It felt like you were here
I smile when I think of you
Sometimes I cry so much
I'm all alone without you now
I crave to feel your touch
But God had other plans for you
An Angel he did find
So now my box of memories
Is all that's left behind
The Prayer - Celine Dion
I pray you'll be our eyes, and watch us where we go.
And help us to be wise in times when we don't know
Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way
Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe
La luce che tu hai
I pray we'll find your light
Nel cuore restera
And hold it in our hearts.
A ricordaci che
When stars go out each night,
L'eterna stella sei
The light you have
I pray well find your light
Will be in the heart
And hold it in our hearts.
To remember us that
When stars go out each night,
You are eternal star nella mia preghiera
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede che
When shadows fill our day
How much faith there's
Let this be our prayer
In my prayer
When shadows fill our day lead us to a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so well be safe sognamo un mondo senza pi violenza
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino
Simbolo di pace, di fratern
We dream a world without violence
A world of justice and faith.
Everyone gives the hand to his neighbours
Symbol of peace, of fraternity la forza che ci
We ask that life be kind
Il desiderio che
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amor
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro
Another soul to love
The force his gives us
We ask that life be kind
Is wish that
And watch us from above
Everyone finds love
We hope each soul will find
Around and inside
Another soul to love let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer, just like every child need to find a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so well be safe
Need to find a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so well be safe la fede che
Hai acceso in noi,
Sento che ci salv
It's the faith
You light in us
I feel it will save us .
For Everything There Is a Season
For every thing there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time of war, and a time of peace.
From Ecclesiastes love Lin xxx
why wear a poppy
'Please wear a poppy', the lady said
and held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old, and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.
A boy came wistling down the street,
Bouncing along, on care free feet
His smile was full of joy and fun,
'Lady', said he, 'May I have one?'
When she pinned it on, he turned to say,
'Why do we wear a poppy today?'
The lady smiled in her wistful way,
and answered, 'This is Rememberance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for,
the gallant men who died in war,
and because they died you and I are free--
Thats why we wear a poppy, you see'.
'I had a boy about your size,
with golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by, he learned and grew
and became a man--as you will, too.'
'He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
but he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away,
I still remember his face that day.
When he smiled at me and said'Good-bye,
I'll soon be back, mom, so please don't cry'.
'But the war went on and he had to stay,
and all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it in my dreams at night),
with the tanks and guns and cruel Barbed wire,
and the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.'
'Till at last the war was won-
and thats why we wear a poppy son'.
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said 'Thanks lady, i'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son-- did he come back alright?'
A tear rolled down each faded cheek;
she shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
and if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, is oft delayed,
though our freedome was bought-and thousands paid.
And so when we see a poppy worn, let us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their very all
and asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy. Remember-- and give!
Lest we forget.
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Copyright 2009 by Blair Leger & ilovepoetry.com
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