Tuesday 18th September
.
The greatest gift
You gave to me
A lifetime full
Of memory
.
Special moments
You would agree
Laughter and dreams
Young and carefree
.
Precious Angel
You’ll blessed be
Within my heart
So completely
.
xxxxxx
Porthmeor Beach attracting many surfers
Surf school in full swing
Storm Ali whipping up decent waves
Monday 17th September
.
Since you’ve been gone
My broken heart won’t mend
There is no glue to fix it
I know the pain will never end
.
Loved you then
Love you still
Always have
Always will
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx
Sunday 16th September
.
I’ll never get over losing you
I hide my pain, ‘cos it’s easy to do
Inside my heart we beat as two
You gained those wings, off you flew
Way up high into the wild blue
With the angels you’ve a perfect view
To memory lane I’ll skip into
Where I’ll never have to say adieu
.
Love you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
Dark clouds blowing from the west
Porthmeor Beach looking quite deserted
Beady-eye seagull
Saturday 15th September
.
Hold on tight
As I hug you tonight
Before you take flight
Beyond the moonlight
As your star shines bright
A beautiful sight
Everything’s all right
In heaven we’ll reunite
So nighty night
My Angel delight
.
Sweetheart Angel son
xxxxxx
A blustery harbour
Collecting my brother and wife, who spent the day on the train from Paddington, having flown overnight from Chicago
Friday 14th September
.
Flower festival in the church
For signs of you, I do search
.
You were christened at the font
Thought we’d have all we want
.
Stained glass windows tell a story
Maybe in heaven you fly to glory
.
So, my sweetheart Angel son
Missing you, darling one
.
xxxxxx
The Parish Church
The War Memorial and blooms
The font used for your christening
Beautiful stained glass windows
Harbour at low tide, (and a seagull in the shape of an angel?)
Thursday 13th September
.
Some things
Just can’t be fixed
So I will carry
My broken heart betwixt
This life and the next
With feelings all mixed
But full of love
So firmly affixed
Into my memories
Perfectly transfixed
And will not be
No never, eclipsed
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx
Low tide reflections
Smeaton’s Pier
Wednesday 12th September
.
You lived
We laughed
I loved
.
Three and a half years gone
I’m still here, keeping on
Now waking up each dawn
Your empty pillow I look upon
.
We lived
We laughed
We loved
.
Together forever
Forget you never
.
My precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Tuesday 11th September
.
Missing you today
As the sky turns grey
.
Love you the waves say
Breaking in the bay
.
You’re so far away
Fills me with dismay
.
Not really okay
Sort of, anyway
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Monday 10th September
.
Missing you always
Means I’m remembering you
Wondering how you’re doing
What you’re thinking
Where you are
What you would be
How you would grow
Missing you
My heart’s way of saying
Love you forever
.
My sweetheart Angel son
xxxxxx
Boats in the harbour at high tide
Grey skies but warm
Smeaton’s Pier
Sunday 9th September
.
I will never ever let go of this grief
It reminds me of all that is worth remembering
For it is what I have left of you
I will never ever stop missing you
How could I, when you meant so much?
My sweet and precious Angel son
.
xxxxxx
Warm on the harbour this afternoon
A few grey clouds on the horizon
Almost at the top of the tide
