God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to be
So he put his arms around you
And whispered “come to me”.
With tearful eyes we watched you suffer,
And saw you slowly fade away.
Although we love you dearly
We could not make you stay.
Your heart stopped beating
and you we’re finally put to rest,
God broke our hearts,
to prove to us
He only takes the best.
Emma
15th January 2020
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Alan.
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.
Sent by J Edwards Funeral Directors on 15/01/2020
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