Martin , Miss you every day my darling
All my love Susie

Forever in our hearts

Love Always Jean xx

Our love and the fondest of memories from the Crosby family

Pete and Sue – beloved husband and little sister. We miss you both every day. Forever in our thoughts xxx

I love and miss you so very much Darling Daddy PJ
You are always in my thoughts
All my love, your oldest gal, Kez
Love you always xx

In memory of two beautiful souls reunited forever, our dearest Mum and Dad, tucked away safely in our hearts and remembered always. We miss them every day and they are loved beyond words xxxx

A wonderful Mum, Nan and Great Grandma, always in our thoughts xx

A special Mum and Nanny who is missed so much every day. Always with us and always in our hearts xxxx

I dedicate this feather to the most kind, caring, funny and amazing person, my loving husband Mark. His cheery nature and infectious laugh made everyone around him smile. He could make even the greyest of days brighter. He was courageous and brave, and even on the hardest of days he never stopped fighting. He was the most amazing dad to our lovely boy and was always happy to have a kick about in the garden, or make up stories about Angus and Hamish the naughty Highland Cows. We love and miss you, every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day. Keep sending the feathers to let us know your watching over us. Till we meet again…Mel and Thomas xxx

We still miss you every day more than you could ever know. Love you always.

My darling Ozz, always in my thoughts X

Mum, you are the most beautiful memory I'll keep locked inside my heart. X

'Forever in our hearts'

This will be a gorgeous dedication to my Wonderful Pops & I’ll look forward to seeing it my garden for many years to come. Forever grateful of St Barnabas ????????

I love you and I miss you Mum, and though you have passed away, you will never be forgotten, for I think of you each day. X

We love you
Patricia and Don xx

Always in our thoughts and heart xx

To Richard,
Feathers will appear when loved ones are near.
Love Hilary xxx

This feather is dedicated to my sister Carol who we lost suddenly last summer. She used to talk a lot about white feathers after our dad died, and she always took it as a sign he was still with us in spirit whenever she saw one. On the morning after she died, I was sat outside in shock and struggling to take in what had just happened, when a pure white feather landed squarely on my lap and I found it so comforting.

Carol was full of kindness, warmth, generosity and had an energy that meant she lived life to the full. She genuinely made the most out of every day, for which we are very grateful. I miss Carol terribly, as do all the family and her many friends.

But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white—then melts for ever;
Or like the borealis race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow’s lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm —
Nae man can tether time or tide.