My father had reached his heavenly home and the angels closed the gates. Always loved and remembered. Killed on active service on 1 July 1980. I remember the day you died, the sunshine turned to rain, the light turned to darkness and all that was left was pain. St Martin pray for him.
Memories are something no one can steal, death is a heartache no one can heal.
Always remembered, never forgotten. Your friend Thomas Tiocfaidh. A date that filled with sadness has come to us once more, to mark the day you left us each day we miss you more. I never said goodbye. Today we bring you flowers sprinkled with our tears, for you will always be part of us in spite of all the years, you're the light that burns within us in the centre of our hearts.