Missing you always, till we meet again for a big cuddle, love you dad. xxxx
Left by Sarah White:
Left by Steve :
Whither shall I go from thy spirit?
Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
If l descend up to heaven thou art there.
If l make my bed in hell,behold, thou art there.
If l take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea
Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me