Freedom from hunger, freedom from pain, freedom from loss so fredom from gain. Frredom to give and freedom to share, freedom from want and that of despair.
I chose this as it represented what he was going through. X
Sandie
10th July 2012
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.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
Thank you for setting up this memorial to "Marky".
We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
10th July 2012