Dear Mum, as time moves on, my memories of your life shall never fade, dearly of the latter 3 years. Most of all, those moments of laughter that you brought to Amy, Abby, Oliver, me. Your story telling about Santa at the hospital and the halloween pictures, that you freely joined in with one year. I would like to leave you with this poem Mum, one that I wrote after Dad passed away, thinking about you both, these are words that you kept within your own personal things. After your passing, I found this amongest your personal files. I noticed that you had changed a word or two, which I was pleased to see. As we walk along the way I think about us both Here we are still hand in hand From many years ago Our faces have grown so old so thin Our pace so small and slow Your face has wrinkeled through the years Yet, still remains that glow Your beauty still remains my love, Your beauty stands firm from within From today until tomorrows end My love for you remains. So now we stand here old and grey We shall continue love within our own sweet way Until one day comes for one of us to part To swiftly pass away...... With love and thoughts Patsy xxxx

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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.