Looking back on those times can sometimes be hard but we know they are watching down on us, protecting us from harm. Think about the good times, the fun times and leave the bad memory's in the past where they belong. The eyes might be the window to the soul but photographs are the window to our memory's.

Softly the leaves of memory fall,
Gently i gather and treasure them all,
Unseen, unheard, you are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear.
In loving memory to all those we have loved and lost along the way, may you rest in peace.
xxx
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