Marcus Adam Holmes

thank you

i would like to thank everyone that has left a tribute and lit a candle for my special angel brother it means a lot to me that your are all thinking of him. x

Krystle Jones (Sister) July 19, 2007

my beautiful son

marcus. the morning i found you laying in your moses basket was the worse thing ever to have happened in my life. our boy taken away from me and your mum. there is not a day goes past when i dont think of you. even now when i wake up on the 9th february i remember that dreadful day in 1983. they say that time is a great healer but it doesnt stop the thoughts of what might have been had you not been taken from us. love you always son. xx

Adam Holmes (Father) July 19, 2007

sleep tight baby

hello baby i didnt get to know you hope you like it up there and takin good care of everyone and everything rest in peace babes and sleep tight i'll get to meet you some day! love you

Katie (Cousin) July 18, 2007

love you

hi marcus i hope your having fun with clo and miles, i bet clo is getting into mischief, if so good.
even though we never got to meet i dearly miss you, i always wanted a big brother around but you was too good for this world. i know one day we shall be able to meet, it will be so special. i know when my time is finished in this horrible world i know you three will be there waiting for me. its not my turn yet but you will know when it is. i believe when im feeling upset or something is not going right your there for me in spirit, i get that feeling. i hope the three of you are watching over us all to lead us in the direction. you have always been so special to anyone that knew you and always will be. maybe one day our real dad might leave you a message (who knows).
love ya millions
miss u
xxxxxxxxxxx

Krystle Jones (Sister) July 18, 2007

Your mummy's poem

In a baby castle just beyond my eye,
My baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy.
Who am i to wish him back, Into this world of strife?
No, play on my baby,
You have eternal life.

At night when all is silent
And sleep forsakes my eyes
I'll hear his tiny footsteps come running to my side.
His little hands caress me, so tenderly and sweet.
I'll breathe a prayer and close my eyes
and embrace him in my sleep.

Now i have a treasure that i rate above all other,
I have known true glory-
I am still his mother.

Denise Rawlins (Aunt) July 6, 2007

I remember the day that i came home from school and was told that you had died. I was heartbroken. I couldn't get my head round what was being said. I was 14 then. When i was told that you had died from cot death, i didn't understand as i had never heard of it. You were only 11 weeks old. I couldn't imagine what it felt like for my sister, as you were her baby. The things that i remember most about you were feeding you and taking you out in your pram. I use to pretend that you were my baby. What i didn't know was that five years later, i would be arranging my own babies funeral. The only person who knew what i was going through was your mummy. Myself and your mummy use to say to each other that our uncle Chris had got both his boys back and that he would take good care of you both. It seems hard to believe that if you were still here, you would be 24 now, and my son Miles would be 20. I now know that you, Miles and my beautiful Chloe were all too perfect for this world, as you all had looks of perfect little angels. I hope that you are all looking after each other until myself and your mummy come to join you. When i see the stars at night, i always look for the biggest and brightest star and know that's where you are with your cousins Miles and Chloe.

Denise Rawlins (Aunt) June 26, 2007