[Margaret Pilkington]

Aww, I wish I had the power to make that happen Gerard.

You must have a wealth of memories...those are the things that you use as a lifebelt when the waves of sadness threaten to drown you...and pictures, you must have stacks of pictures too.

I know from my own recent experiences, these things were what made us laugh, they made us cry too...but really, they are a bit like a time machine.

You know how I like to compose bits of doggerel...this is one of the verses I wrote to express how we felt.

She left this life and closed the door.
She left us here, still wanting more.
One more smile, one more talk...
Another tale, another joke.
I'm feeling sad and so bereft,
For memories are all she left.
Memories do not wilt or fade,
They are the things her love has made.