Your loss cannot be measured in metres or in miles. But in all the joy and pleasure as you brought so many smiles. There was never a dilemma in which dessert you would partake. All offerings always neatly, placed upon your plate. Often you would smuggle an extra glass of wine or two. Until of course you seen Maureen watching you. Many a Christmas many a game. The future will never be quite the same. We can shed a tear and show that we are sad Or remember all the happy times with you as a friend a husband and a dad.

When God saw you getting tired And a cure was not to be He put his arms around you And whispered come to me He didn’t like what you went through And he gave you rest His garden must be beautiful He only takes the best And when we saw you sleeping So peaceful and free from pain We wouldn’t wish you back To suffer that again Today we say goodbye And as you take your final rest That garden must be beautiful Because you are one of the best.

For my Uncle I have so many memories of times we spent together, And even though you’re no longer here, I’ll cherish them forever. I miss your laughter so much and the mischief in your smile. When I feel the sadness welling up I remember it a while. For though you are no longer here, you’ll never be truly gone. So long as I have these memories, your spirit will carry on. So until I see your smile again, I’ll hold you in my heart and mind. A shining example, my uncle of the best of humankind.