Craig LiamBARKER(Woofer) Our first Christmas without you. The Premiership match you never made, but Son they have done you proud, Stoke vs. Man Utd. on Boxing day and the fans will shout out loud, but you will be supporting them, when looking through the clouds and we know you'll be there with them Son, when your banner sails through the crowd. God gave us a beautiful Son, his memory will never grow old, he fashioned his smile out of sunshine, and moulded his heart of pure Gold. He needed a new star in Heaven, a beautiful light to shine, so out of this old World of sorrow, he chose that dear Son of mine. You're resting now you're in God's care, you're with your Nanner Jean up there, Mum may we ask you just one thing, please keep our Craig within your wings. Take a sprinkling of magical fairy dust and an Angel's pure single white feather, also add in dashes of love and care, then mix these really well together, add within a sweet sentiment or two, occasional thoughtful wishes in time, a touch of stardust, a single ray, a recipe for a magical Son like mine. You've been our pride and joy, right from your childhood days, you've bought us lots of happiness, in countless little ways, and while we enjoy our memories and we treasure everyone, we know you've bought us joy, you're just that kind of Son. God Bless you Son, you are truly, sadly missed. We love you very dearly, sleep gently Son Love Mum and Dad xxx
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