MORRISON Denis My dear husband, I miss you at Christmas. The sorrow never disappears, the silent tears still flow, the pain is never far away because I loved you so. But you are always in my heart, I think of you each and every day and warm and special memories so often come my way. That’s why I’m thinking of you at this special time of year, for Christmas is for sharing with the ones we hold most dear. Love of my life, I miss you, for it hurts to be apart but time alone can only heal my ever aching heart. Missed and loved every day by your loving and adoring wife Susan.
MORRISON Denis. Our dear daddy and grandad. Christmas memories of our Angel in Heaven. There’s a very special place beyond the skies above, somewhere very peaceful that is full of light and love. That special place is Heaven where you’re free to laugh and roam, it was your time to go there so the Angels took you home. And though you’re in our thoughts each single day throughout the year, at special times like Christmas we all wish you could be here. Now you’re in a better place, your soul is laid to rest, safe with all the Angels for they only take the best. Missed everyday by your loving children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.
