Always in our hearts, never forgotten xx
Too soon. Be together.
…a feather from up above is showing us all of your love????I miss our daily chats????the giggles????the hugs????the visits????the milky coffees????I miss everything about you both ????????????if love could of saved you…you would be here forever????keep us close????until we meet again ????forever loved ????????????x
Loving missed each day that goes by.
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
With love to all family and friends who have fought hard and lost and to all who have fought hard and survived x
Dad.
You’re the best.
Love you forever
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
In memory of Pauline. A much loved Mun, Nan, Great Nan & friend xx
Great Dad, Grandad & Husband always remembered
For my beautiful mum x
My mum my world miss you always love forever dale x
Always in our hearts
Ian King. A kind & loving husband, father & grandfather.
A very special man.
Love you my dearest Mum
Now, always and forever
Love and hugs, Donna xx
Thinking of you Dad today and always
10 years have passed and we still miss you
Always in my heard x
Loved and missed always xxx
Always with me
Forever missed ♥️
Fly high Mam ♥️
You will always live on through the precious memories we shared, we love you so dearly and miss you every day.
You are loved and missed every day xxx
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.
Miss you more each day x