Hey Wilf
Nicholas is 10 month today he's standing up now. Got his own character. I wish you were here. I wish I could see you again my friend and hold you one more time. My greatest wish is your still waiting for me in the afterlife.
xxx
Hello Wilf,
Baby's here and nearly 3 week old
He was born on 20th November 2010 at 7:20pm by induced Labour
Nicholas Philip Marcus Owen Sargent
Missing you my dear friend still after so many years I wish you were here to see my children love to you alwaysxxxx
ps.. Photos of him will be on here shortly
I am having such a hard time right now Wilf I wish you were still here. I feel as though my marriage has come to an end I hate being everybody's doormat. I'm 27 weeks pregnant and I feel as though he ain't looking after me always out and I'm stuck in this unhappiness. I'm always bad tempered and upset at the fact he puts everyone else first. I'm lost without you Wilf. Funny how I still get up...
We found out it's a Boy unsure of the name though we'll wait and see when it's born
wish you were here Wilf to share the news I d terribly miss not having you around. What about Phillp William Marcus Owen Sargent.
Phillip after his Dad. William after my Dad, Marcus after my husband and Owen after you because your second name was Owen. It will have a long name lol but it will be worth itx
Hey Wilfie Pregnant again lol Only days to go till I find out if it is a boy or a girl if it's a boy it will have your name in their too. Miss you loads my friend. xxxxxx
Hello Wilf, I feel so sad and depressed today thinking of you on your aniversary. I'm carrying baby number 3 18 weeks tomorrow. I miss you still after 12 years.
Still not forgotten youxxxxxxxxx
I remember manchester, wigan, altringham, Bury and many more places we got lost in. Our walks round cemetrys to read all the old stones, we had everything in common.
Hey wilf it's been 10 years too long. I don't like it still being without you.
I still cry, I suppose the heart always mourns a loss.
Rest in peace my darling
I love youxxxxx
The rain falls softly, from the sky.
The clouds grow dark,
as he passes on
Roses fall frail to the wind
as you whisped goodbye
thorns wrap around my heart
all because you died
The rain falls more heavily, from my eyes
The stomy seas are never to be calm
life has no more happiness
drowning in a sea of memories
