Emma Aspland 13th October 2011

The love we have for Grandad Will never fade away. We'll think of him, our special friend Throughout each passing day. We'll walk into the room And see his empty chair; Although we know he's resting, We'll feel his presence there. The memories of his laughter, His warm and loving smile, His eyes so full of happiness, His heart that of a child. Memories are forever Be they laughter or of tears, Memories we will treasure Through all the forthcoming years.