Those we love don't go away
They walk beside us every day
Unseen-unheard but always near
much loved, still missed but very dear
Dad, we will all miss you this Christmas sitting there in your seat with your Christmas cardi looking forward to your dinner. You loved Christmas in your little grotto with all the decorations up (in same holes as last year)
Hope they give out presents where you are.
Christmas wont be the same, ever.
l b wilson
22nd December 2015