The greatest gift

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Tuesday 18th September

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The greatest gift

You gave to me

A lifetime full

Of memory

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Special moments

You would agree

Laughter and dreams

Young and carefree

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Precious Angel

You’ll blessed be

Within my heart

So completely

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xxxxxx

Porthmeor Beach attracting many surfers

Surf school in full swing

Storm Ali whipping up decent waves

Never have to say adieu

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Sunday 16th September

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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

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Love you sweetie

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

Dark clouds blowing from the west

Porthmeor Beach looking quite deserted

Beady-eye seagull

Hold on tight

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Saturday 15th September

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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

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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

Flower Festival

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Friday 14th September

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Flower festival in the church

For signs of you, I do search

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You were christened at the font

Thought we’d have all we want

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Stained glass windows tell a story

Maybe in heaven you fly to glory

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So, my sweetheart Angel son

Missing you, darling one

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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?)

Some things

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Thursday 13th September

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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

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Treasured Angel son

xxxxxx

Low tide reflections

Smeaton’s Pier

Missing you

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Monday 10th September

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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

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My sweetheart Angel son

xxxxxx

Boats in the harbour at high tide

Grey skies but warm

Smeaton’s Pier

Never let go

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Sunday 9th September

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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

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xxxxxx

Warm on the harbour this afternoon

A few grey clouds on the horizon

Almost at the top of the tide