Our Pat
Pat was a mother, a grandma and a wife,
A Sister and daughter, so full of life,
In all that she did, she thought of all others,
A true friend and ally, a mother of mothers.
We'll miss her laugh, here loving care,
We'll miss that she was always there,
A shoulder to cry on, a loving arm,
That was all part of Our Pat's charm.
So masny memories, we all share,
Just think of them, and she'll be there,
With Dad in heaven, is where she's at,
Our ever loving, and caring Pat.
Susan Gowland, 2017
George
1st September 2017
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Pat.
We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by St Columba's Hospice, Edinburgh on 26/08/2017