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.
Dad,
Our lives will never be the same without you in them. We miss and love you so much.
Vikki & family
We still miss you every day more than you could ever know. Love you always.
In loving memory
Treasured Family Loved & Missed Every Day xxx
In memory of Jean Hill, a warm and vibrant lady whom is greatly missed. Cherished in our family as a mother and a grandmother.
Always on my mind James, Forever in my heart xx
Until we meet again.
Great Dad, Grandad & Husband always remembered
Martin , Miss you every day my darling
All my love Susie
Your love still influences all the family.
Dad
Thinking of you everyday.
Forever in our hearts.
Til we meet again.
With love now and forever
XXXXXXX
Love you more xxx
Gone but never forgotten ♡
Marching on together ♡
A special Mum and Nanny who is missed so much every day. Always with us and always in our hearts xxxx
Dearest Dad,
always in our hearts and thoughts,
present through precious memories swirling around like fluttering feathers.
Live and rest in peace and love
Another year passes without you both but you are and will forever be with me in mind and spirit.
Love and miss you always xxx
Dedicated to my wonderful Nana, not a day goes by when I don’t think of you. Loved and missed everyday xxx
My darling husband. I miss you every day. Rest in peace my love
Linda xx
My amazing mum,
My best friend,
Loved and missed beyond words
I love you
RIP until we meet again
Catherine & Andy
Congratulations and a massive well done on achieving your PhD, Dr Darren Page.
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.