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A Celebration for the Life of Hilda Margaret Morton 20th July 1931 - 30th December 2014 Service at St Peter’s Church, Dinas Powys with the Rev. Andrew Peter James

Margaret’s Pride & Joy - Her Family & Sister

‘Everything that has a beginning has an ending.

Make your peace with that and all will be well ’

Minister’s Welcome The Rev. Andrew Peter James Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives.

Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.

John 14:27

Hymn All things bright & beautiful All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.

Each little flow’r that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colours, He made their tiny wings: The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset and the morning That brighten up the sky: The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden, He made them ev’ry one: The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water We gather ev’ry day: Words: Cecil Frances Alexander, 1818-1895

Tribute to Margaret said by John Manfield

Minister Reading Psalm 139 (Extract) Where can I go from your spirit?

Or where can I flee from your presence?

If I ascend to heaven, you are there; If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there.

If I take the wings of the morning And settle at the farthest limits of the sea, Even there your hand shall lead me, And your right hand shall hold me fast.

If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me, And the light around me become night,�

Even the darkness is not dark to you; The night is as bright as the day, For darkness is as light to you.

Hymn Cwm Rhondda Guide me, O thou great Redeemer, Pilgrim through this barren land; I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand: Bread of heaven, bread of heaven Feed me till I want no more.

Feed me till I want no more.

Open thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing stream shall flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through: Strong deliverer, strong deliverer Be thou still my strength and shield.

Be thou still my strength and shield.

When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death, and hell’s destruction, Land me safe on Canaan’s side: Songs of praises, songs of praises I will ever give to thee.

I will ever give to thee.

donations given to Leslie Morton will go to the Cancer Relief Centre, Gibraltar

A few words from Beryl Tribute to my sister: Margaret was not only my sister, she was my lifelong best friend. Her gentle, caring nature made her many other good friends and we will all have so many memories of her.

My own lasting memory will be of the great courage and dignity she showed during her final illness. Rest peacefully now Marg, my precious sister. Love you.

A few words from Les Tribute to my wife: Margaret, I loved you from the first moment I met you, and I have loved you every day of the 57 years since. Rest in peace my beautiful wife, I am not sure how I will live without you.

A Final Tribute: How do We Let A Mother Go? How do we let a mother go?

How do we say “I’m ready now to go on without you”?

How can we ever have a clue of what that really means?

And suddenly the moment is upon us, and there’s no way back.

And then we know what grief is... and sorrow and love and things undone.

How can we ever prepare to be without you?...

Waves and waves of emotions, sadness but laughter too, and memories we hadn’t bothered lately to recall come flooding back in shared company... and it’s all about you mum...

And there’s gratitude... so much of that, that we had you, such a wonderful mother... Bright and shining, nobody’s fool, independent, but humble, tolerant and generous too; Smart, wise, a true friend and so kind, and devoted to us.

A part of you has passed away, but much is carried everyday within us, and will be as long as we are here.

This may be a final tribute, A day to celebrate your life and say goodbyes; But it’s not final.

Every day we’ll celebrate in some way, just by virtue of how you shaped our lives, The absolute and incredible fortune that we knew you.

As a mother, a friend and a woman.

We love you xxxx