Our Memory Wall

Rosemary Eleanor Clarke (Rose)

Your shoes are here, tucked safely near the front door, where you always left them when you visited, your handbag too. But you are gone and we long for you. For your voice, your humour and your love. We carry these as memories and hope you know how loved you were, you are... Maybe we will all meet again and there will be so much to tell you and so many hugs to give. The world is just not the same without you.