Dear Lucien, although your body has passed away, who you really are remains in my heart forevermore...The love that you are lives on...Remembering you puts a smile on my face...Fly freely now dear Father XXXOXXX
Teresa
1st July 2010
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