I miss you so much mate, I like to think I’d be spending ten times this amount with you down the pub for your birthday and having to explain to your mum how it’s my fault I’ve gotten you so drunk. Love you to the stars and back, you’ll always be my best friend. Beef & Broccoli, brother ❤️
Where the Holly tree grows An evergreen boy was laid to rest. Twenty-one years-too few years- The wicker said. Where the holly tree grows- The birds sang, oh how they sang For our evergreen boy, laid to rest Where the holly tree grows At the top of the hill Where a mother spent her youth, Where her evergreen boys now rest. Where the holly tree grows Older every year Our evergreen boy Will remain evergreen, today, tomorrow, On and on and on. (Gabi 13/04/19)