Memories are all i have of you, good ones happy ones and unfortunatly sad ones too...
You were a father, brother, son, uncle and a best mate to many..
The day i got the phone call to say u were gone, was the day i never wanted to come..
Your precious life was tragically cut short, the tears could not stop all the momeries keep flooding through oh how i was already missing you.
Days afterwards were just a blur, the funeral had came and it was time too say our last goodbyes..
The goodbye was not forever, just until we meet again..
we all let 40 balloons go, each with memories ...