Feb 14, 2024

Matthew, my son and best mate, farewell.


 01 March 1984

14 February 2024

No more Pain, no more fear 

More than a Son. Miss you, loving Dad.

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On Endings...moment from Northern soul.

The end funny place to start a blog. But end comes sadly 'End' can be most drastic event. Faced few endings, wish could gone outside...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"