You touched us with your smile, and your gentle ways, you had that look that said ‘Come sit and ponder, just be’, and you did, and you will for all eternity.
As we look to the skies, there we will see you high above, floating, meandering amongst the clouds.
God bless you Robert Golding.
R.I.P
Annette
24th January 2021
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