Wilma Weir

Wilma Weir eldest daughter to Lizzie and Jacky Weir, sister to Jacky and Betty, mother to Elizabeth, Jacqueline and William.

Wilma was 28 years old when she taken to heaven brutally murdered by her husband, her children were age 8, 7 and 4 at the time of her passing in 1967.

In 1971, her father died and joined her in heaven he was only 61. He was never the same man after his beautiful daughter was murdered. Her mother joined both her and her father in 1989 after raising Wilma's children.
I will always be truly grateful to my Nanna and Pappa for putting their lives on hold to raise us. They were my world, my rock and this I will never forget, for as long as I live.

42 years since my mother passed away, however, the pain never goes away. There is never a day passes that I do not think about her, she will always remain in my heart. Loved and missed your loving daughter Jacqueline xxx

If my mother was alive today, she would have been so proud of the nine grand children William, Johnathan, Jemma, Stephen, Christopher, Kieran, Blair, Calum and Jordan, she has and her beautiful great grandson Tristian. I hope she is watching over us and sees all her lovely family. Until we meet again xxx

***To My Mother***

God made a wonderful mother
A mother who does not grow old
He made her a smile of sunshine
And a heart of pure gold
In her cheeks, he placed fair roses
In her eyes, stars that shine
God made a wonderful mother
And that wonderful mother is mine

***For My Mother***

Thousands of stars in the night sky,
And shells on the shore together,
Hundreds of birds that go singing by,
Especially in sunny weather.


Millions of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Thousands of leaves in the fall,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother, that's all.

*** For My Mother ***

Mother you're the very best
With a heart of solid gold
Once you were made so perfectly
They must have broke the mould.


You Were My Mother and My Friend

You were my mother and my friend,
Which was unusual.
Somehow, our characters still blend:
Your wisdom and my will.
I turned, and you were there for me;
I spoke, you understood.
I felt cared for, but also free;
You loved, and I was good.

I'm fortunate that I was born
To someone just like you;
I love you still. Though you are gone,
You live in what I do.

Mother

Thank you for loving me,
Having me in.
All you have given
Now I hold within.
Kid in a vacuum
You made your own,
Or else I had been
Unborn and unknown

My mother passed away on 29th May.
I loved her deeply; now she's simply gone.
All my life I'd known that I was loved,
Living in the circle of her arms.
I can't believe her love is not somewhere,
So strong it was, so much a part of me.
I feel it in the harsh salt of the sea
And in the stinging sadness of the wind.

I ride the waves along the rock-strewn shore.
No one watches me with fear and pride.
Now among the stars I am alone.
In her heart, I had my only home.

MOTHER

M is for the miracle of being.
O is for its origin in love.
T is for the tenderness of seeing.
H is for a home no wind can move.
E is for the ecstasy of living.
R is for the recklessness of giving.

God Gave Me An Angel

God gave me an angel right here on earth,
She taught me my values and gave me self worth,
She guides me through life with her wisdom, God's light,
She steers me from wrong, and leads me toward right.

She stands by my side when things are rough,
She taught me in bad times we need to be tough.
She is there when I need her throughout all my years,
She laughed with me in happy times, and comforted my tears.

My angel on earth was sent from above,
God paid her not in wages, but with eternal love.
She has been my confidante, my rock, my protector,
And when God says her job is through, I know I won't forget her.

She need not a halo, or silken wings of grace,
For the glory of God's love shines upon her face.
My Guardian angel, can be replaced by no other,
She is gods gift to me - I call her my dear mother.