Precious

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Sunday 4th December
  

Time is so precious

Just use it well

Tell your loved ones

In your heart they dwell.

  

You cannot get back

That which is lost

It won’t be found

Not at any cost.

  

So hold on tight

To memories of love

Keeping them alive

Never let go of.

  

Love you my Angel

Remembering the fun

You brought to our lives

Dearest darling son.

  

xxxxxx

Nan sitting down to a Christmassy Sunday lunch

Your cousin about to let go a squeaky balloon

Dad and I ~ Dad wouldn’t wear his party hat

Your auntie wore her hat

Me, wishing you were here

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