Sleep tight sweetie, look over little your little man❤️
Memories of us acting fools will bring a smile to face when they cross my mind and dancing to music into really hours of the morning.
I'm slowly drifting, drifting away
Wave after wave, wave after wave
I'm slowly drifting (drifting away)
And it feels like I'm drowning
Pulling against the stream
24th May 2024
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Sent by Mulhollands Funeral Directors on 22/05/2024
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland