♥marco Justin Schiroli♥

Hey Smiler guess who im back in contact with... Jo!! Last time I see her was your funeral I think.. Crazy how people come n go eh.. I hope your not getting in any trouble up there mister! Famous for your practical jokes n all that but Kam is with you now - ooooh DOUBLE TROUBLE lol..

I'd love to still be able to pop into town & have a drink with you two boys :-(

You resembled 2 giggly school boys half the time - always winding up or takin the P*** out of someone! And as for the aftershave - well we smelt you coming... its all those lil things :-)

Loook after each other xxxx

Lindsey Davies (Close Friend) September 27, 2007

with love Pam & Steve xxxxx

Broken Heart That Speaks



I feel more depressed
Each day when I awake
I wish to god you could tell me
There has been a big mistake.

My darling son was taken
From his mothers love
To live with the angels
In heaven up above

I did not have him with me
For the time I should have had
No longer can I hold him
Which makes me very sad?

The pain of losing my son
Shows in every single tear
I spend each day missing you
Longing to have you near

Life for me is lonely now
Without you by my side
My Broken shattered heart
Is very hard to hide

People tell me that time is a healer
That the pain will go away
They don’t understand
That this pain is here to stay

For when you lose a child
There is nothing that can compare
The bond we had at their birth
Will never leave, it’s always there

The love a mother has
Runs so very deep
That love is so special
It’s in her heart to keep

A mother’s heart is broken
She is ripped apart inside
There is a part of her missing
It left when her child died

So please don’t tell me to get over it
For this I can not do
Unless you understand my feelings
And this has happened to you

Only another mother who has lost a child
Can understand my pain
Because the also suffer daily
As the memories of their child remain

We are a band of mothers
Whose hearts will never heal?
For the loss of our children
Is for us, so very real.

Alison Evans (gts friend) September 15, 2007

MARCO

I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LOSS OF YET ANOTHER YOUNG MAN IN THE PRIME OF HIS LIFE......ITS A DISGRACE......PAUL BROWN YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A SICK INDIVIDUAL I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.....IF YOU HAD KILLED MY SON I WOULD HUNT YOU DOWN AND KILL YOU MYSELF SCUM BAG......TO ALL OF MARCO'S FRIENDS AND FAMILY DONT LET SHIT LIKE PAUL BROWN RUIN YOUR MEMORY'S XXXXX GOD BLESS NIKKI PASSING THROUGH X X

Nikola Marsh (none) September 9, 2007

Far, far beyond the sun,way on the other side,there is a home, a beautiful home,far, far beyond the sun.Where the streets are made of gold,where the flowers never die,where the light comes from the stars,where the streams of clear, pure waters flow.Where the pebbles shine like gold and silver
where peace is life and love is heart,and the spirit flows freely throughout the heavens,where people of all colors and all nations are joined together, to live in peace, in harmony, in love forever,in that beautiful home, way on the other side,far, far beyond the sun.Where pain is lost and forever no more,where the heart lives for eternity,and beauty runs deep,far, far beyond the sun,way on the other side is a beautiful home.God has sent you there, my beautiful son.There can be no higher honor, no higher privilege than to be the chosen one.He wanted a Samson, a “gentle giant”and you were chosen for God’s service,
He chose you because of your great bravery and your great strength in your heart.To be at His side, a soldier for peace,
a soldier for Hope, a soldier for Love.A soldier in heaven at the pearly gates to help bring in the lost, the hurt, the old,
the young, the many souls that will come up to that beautiful home far, far beyond the sun.God has this special place, a special place for people like you. A place with a job that will never end,For your heart is kind and humble,
and your smile lights up the path,and your beautiful blue eyes shine like Heaven’s pebbles in that road,way on the other side, far, far beyond the sun.A brave soldier you were here on earth, and a brave soldier you are in that beautiful home way on the other side, far, far beyond the sun.
You will never change, your kind heart, your
beautiful blue eyes, your tender smile,so stand up straight and guard those gates for He has chosen you, a great choice He has made.I’ll miss you here, and I will miss you forever
and ever and ever.And I hope and pray that someday
I will be as privileged as you,to walk up to that beautiful home,way on the other side, far, far beyond the sun.
And you meet me at those pearly gates, how beautiful this would be to see you standing tall and proud guarding those gates,So stand tall my beautiful son,
stand tall, you beautiful, brave soldier,guard that gate for He has given you that post.And I’ll be there; I’ll see you on the other side, way on the other side, far, far beyond the sun.I will carry you in my heart forever and ever,
because you are the Beautiful gift God gave me
fourteen years ago,A treasure that I’ll cherish and never loose.
And will you please carry me in your arms when I feel weak, when I feel lost,when my heart gives out, carry me until I die,until I can meet you at the gates of that
beautiful home, way on the other side,far, far beyond the sun. Don’t let me go or I will crumble, you’re my
strength, my life, my hope to make it up to that beautiful home way on the other side, far, far beyond the sun.


Love and thoughts are with you and your family from Nicki and family xxxx

Nicki (Someone who cares) September 9, 2007

Why must I grieve silently,
When my heart is so loudly screaming
The emptiness I feel is consuming me,
Oh God, how I wish I were dreaming.

The silence around me is deafening
for nobody knows what to say
to comfort this agony I'm feeling
Since my son went away.

Each day the sun continues to rise
and the earth is still turning though my world
has come to a screeching halt
no one can ease my yearning.

For a part of me has vanished
and a part of my heart has died
and no one can hear my heartache
or feel the turmoil I carry inside.

And I'll go on grieving silently
and exist on a different plane
and I'll keep my love for him deep in my heart
until we see each other again.

Marco look after your family,my thoughts and love to your family xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Violet Paul Muirheads Mum September 8, 2007

We know a smile we'd love to see
A hand we'd love to touch
We know a voice we'd love to hear
A face we love so much
We have never asked for miracles
But today, just one would do
To see the front door open
And our marco come walking through

Irene Anness Family September 8, 2007

Hey smiler!

Hey beautiful!

Can't believe it will be 5yrs this December...still seems like yesterday..

I hope your not causing too much havoc up there now that you have a partner in crime with you in the form of Kamwal!!

Look after each other and now you have your own site Marco, you can compare notes with each other on how good they are are looking :-)

Lots of love xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Lindsey Davies (Close Friend) September 8, 2007