Scaife In loving memory of a dear husband who passed away on April 1st 2000.

No matter how I spend my days,

No matter what I do,

I never close my eyes at night,

Without thinking of you,

Silent tears fall gently,

Which others do not see,

For when you passed away that day,

You took a part of me,

To the world I'm coping,

I'm fine when they ask,

But if they look inside my heart,

They would see it's just a mask,

Wherever life may lead me,

In everything I do,

Part of me will always long,

For yesterday and you.

All my love. Jean x