How Time Flies

Two years ago today I lost my precious son to cancer.  I feel that he is still around me but I just can't talk to him anymore but I hear his voice whenever I look at photos of him.  I would love to have nattered to him about recent events in this country, I know he would have some really funny things to say about it all.  His sense of humour is still with me.

Sleep on, Paul, I'll be looking for your star tonight.