| Location | Everywhere! |
| Age | 45 years |
| Cause of Death | Undisclosed |
| Date of Birth | 20/12/1951 |
| Date of Death | 07/11/1997 |
| Visitors | 508 since 12/02/2008 |
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This is a tribute page for our beautiful father Peter King.
20th December 1951 - 7th November 1997.
He died suddenly aged 45 from heart complications whilst aboard RFA Sir Percival. Serving as lead motor man.
He left his twin daughters, Samantha and Joanne, his beloved sister Shelley and mother Alice.
He was a kind, caring intelligent man.
A brilliant dad, faithful brother and loving son.
Not a day passes when we don't think of you, you are so sorrowfully missed always.....
On the restless road to nowhere
There’s no certain peace it seems
Desire to keep on moving
Till the river of dreams
Is it just because someone told you
Is it just because you found
Old freedom feels uneasy when duty is around
When allegiance asks the questions
Old freedom twists and turns
And chokes on codes of honour
On the sword of no return
And its the curse of the traveller
The curse of the traveller
Got a hold of me
And it wont let you be
And in sleepless nights
You’ll call her name
And feel loneliness cold to the bone
And when the daylight breaks
This old tired heart aches
To be such a long way, such a long way from home
And you long for the harbour lights
But you’ll never be free
Of the craving for refuge
And the call of the sea
Always wanting to sell up
But always needing to buy
So till the road leads to somewhere
And that river runs dry
Its the curse of the traveller
Aint gonna let you be
The curse of the traveller
And it sure got a hold of me
Chris Rea, Curse of the Traveller
Happy 60th Pops
Today you would have been Sixty,
But you never will be, You will always be 45.
My heart broke the day you died and nothing I can do will ever fix it.
You are my Pops, My Daddy, My father and you have gone away forever.
You're never coming back and I can't come and visit you.
I can never see your face as it gets older, I can never hear your voice again.
I will never hold your hand or touch your hair.
I can never again do your washing or mend your shirts.
I wont ever cook your tea or pick you up from the train station
You will never be able to hold your grandchildren, to play with them, or teach them things we'd rather you didn't!
I miss you with every fibre of my being and I would give up everything I have just to have you back, but I can't.
Instead I cry my tears and feel the hurt everyday because you're not here.
I love you Pops doesn't seem enough to say.
xxxxx
Happy Birthday Pops.
I miss you so very much, words can never express how much, I love you, I miss you, I wish i could see you again. Happy Birthday Pops, You have my heart forever.
If we could bring you back again,
For one more hour or day,
We’d express all our unspoken love;
We’d have countless things to say.
If we could bring you back again,
We’d say we treasured you,
And that your presence in our lives
Meant more than we ever knew.
If we could bring you back again,
To tell you what we should,
You’d know how much we miss you now,
And if we could, we would.
Happy Birthday Pops, All My Love, Sam XxXxX
Words cannot explain
How much you mean to me
Nothing could ever compare
Or even ever be
You're my papa, my own and only
You're my leaning post
Although I love my family
You're the one I love most
Even though you may be leaving
You'll still be in my heart
You'll always be real close
Even though we're far apart
While you're in heaven, please watch over me
And help me as I grow
You have taught me so much
But there is still so much more to know
I'm not going to say good-bye
Or that I can't go on
I'll say I love you, and see you later
Even though you're gone
I love you papa, more than you'll ever know
I know you'll be in heaven as a shining star
No matter how far away you seem
Heaven is never too far
For You xxx
Dad...so many images come to mind
whenever I speak your name;
It seems without you in my life
things will never been the same.
What happened to those lazy days
when I was just a kid;
When my life was full of love,
in everything you did..
What happened to all those times
when I always looked to you;
No matter what happened in my life
you could make my gray skies blue.
Dad, some days I hear your voice
and turn to see your face;
Yet in my turning...it seems
the sound has been erased.
Dad, who will I turn to for answers
when life does not seem fair;
Who will be there to hold me close
to show me love and care.
Oh, Dad, if I could turn back time
and once more be with you;
I'd tell you that i miss you so,
and the things you used to do..
Please always know I love you
and no one can take your place;
Years may come and go
but your memory will never be erased.
If the angels are listening
in your home above;
Would you please go find my dad
and give him all my love.
Love you always dad,
loobie xxxx
stairway
if tears could build a stairway
and memories make a lane
we would walk right up to heaven
to bring you home again
no farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you gone before we knew it
and only god knows why
our hearts they ache sadness
and secret tears still flow
what it meant to lose you
no-one will ever know
you are with the angels
high in your heavenly home
we would have held you closer
if we had only know
a golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands put to rest
god broke our hearts to prove to us
he only takes the best
love shelleyxxx
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