EMMETT FRANCIS PETER 4th Anniversary of my partner Peter I wish that I could hug you one more time and see your smile and hear that big laugh. I hope you knew how much you meant to me, I know you did. When we sat with your mates you still would have kissed me when they were there. The fact that you are gone my Peter is still killing me. I will never get over losing you. Our home is still empty with you not in it. My Peter, every morning I kiss your picture. All your things are still sitting the way you left them and they will sit there until I die. I just wish my Peter that you would walk through the door, drunk and singing and hitting everyone with your walking stick. My Peter as I said before and always will, you were one clean decent man and there is not one man who could wipe your shoes. You were a gentleman with a heart of gold and were someone I could laugh with until the tears rolled down my face. It was an honour to be your girl. I love you forever and always my Peter, my man. From your girl Sheila xxxx.
