There's a very special garden

Where the trees of memory grow

Nurtured by the kindness

And concern that good friends show.

The roots are cherished memories

Of good times in the past

The branches tender promises

That souls endure and last.

It's a place of peace and beauty

Where bright new hopes can start

It's memory's lovely garden

That soothes the hurting heart.

Dear Bruce

Through this grove you will live on, not only in our memories and hearts, but in this beautiful land that you so admired.
I have such fond memories of our adventures, exploring new lands and watching you smile with happiness at the magnificence of the landscape before us. You always spoke in fondness of pine trees and the great towering giants of
the forest, their strength is how I will remember you, may you sweep through them like the wind, inhale their scent and find peace in their protection. I will miss your company, humour and friendship,
but will smile when I imagine these trees and think of you....

Rest in peace,

Love you,

Becky xxx

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge - myth is more potent than history - dreams are more powerful than facts - hope always triumphs over experience - laughter is the cure for grief - love is stronger than death.

Robert Fulghum