Two o’clock this morning


Friday 24th February

Two o’clock this morning

I was suddenly awoken

Thought I heard voices

The sentences, broken.


Thought it was the neighbours

Talking in the street

Wish they could be quiet

And beat a hasty retreat.


Struggling out of bed

Drowsy, not quite with it

Lights and sounds downstairs

Television was on transmit.


I found Adele singing 

Setting fire to the rain

I had a little chuckle

And turned it off again.


I know I’d switched it off

Before I went to bed

So who was the cheeky monkey

Who turned it back on instead?


Was that you my darling?

Playing a trick on us

Turning on the television

Causing a bit of fuss.


No other explanation

Just you making your mark

Getting me up at night

To go stumbling in the dark.


Sweetheart Angel

Fly high Starman

Love you forever


High tide and sunny in the harbour

Angel in the wind


Thursday 23rd February

You’re my Angel in the wind

Whispering through the trees

Dancing across the wave crests

And flying high in the breeze

Up there in the passing clouds

Rustling with the fallen leaves

All around and round about

Way above the stormy seas.


Love you forever

To the moon and back

Beloved Angel son


Breezy and bright

A lone paddleboarder catching a few waves

Waves splashing against Lambeth Walk

Gone for now


Wednesday 22nd February

Gone for now

But not forever

Always missed

Forgotten, never.


Love you poppet

My Angel son

Beyond the clouds

Precious loved one.


Safe in my heart

Walking together

That’s where you’ll stay

Forever and ever.


Love you sweetheart

Blowing kisses to you


Grey and breezy at the beach

Grey, grey, grey in the harbour

Wish you were here


Tuesday 21st February

“Wish you were here”

I know that’s true

It’s a bit of a cliché

But it’s what I say to you.


“I miss you so much”

That’s also true

My heart is broken

There is no glue.


“I love you forever”

That’s the way it’ll stay

You’re my precious son

Though you’ve flown away.


Fly high sweetheart

My Angel Starman.


You’re everywhere


Monday 20th February

My darling, sweet Angel

I know you’re there

Walking beside me

You’re everywhere.


Love you my poppet

And I always will

My broken heart

Holds you safe and still.



We visited Sally Lunn’s for a Bath bun and coffee this morning. (The oldest house in Bath, 1482)

Fabulous painted horse sculpture just along from Sally Lunn’s

An interesting sign outside a pub

Pulteney Bridge, River Avon and the weir

Pink blossom about to burst forth

The chasm


Sunday 19th February

The day you went to heaven

Was when the chasm appeared

And I fell, tumbling down

A new future that I feared.


I’ll never stop grieving for you

Because my love won’t cease

So I’m stuck in the chasm

But I know you’re at peace.


Precious Angel son

With me always


Thank you


Saturday 18th February

Thank you for remembering my son

Thank you for saying his name

Please don’t think it’ll make me sad

Please don’t think it’ll cause me pain.


Please keep on mentioning him

Telling me all your recollections

He had so many adventures

Please keep him in your affections.


I really need you to speak his name

To acknowledge that he was once here

A massive part of all our lives

Leaving many memories so dear.


You can’t erase those thirty years

You won’t upset me by sharing stories

So shout his name loud and clear

Celebrate his life and all it’s glories.


My treasured Angel Frank

Love you so much

Missing you always


Low tide in the harbour

Bright and chilly

Beautiful blue sky

The struggle


Friday 17th February

No matter how hard the struggle

Or the difficulties to be faced

I’ll keep on talking about you

Someone who can’t be replaced.


That you’re not here, just hurts

It can’t be imagined, nor explained

These feelings will last forever

My heart will eternally be pained.


With each and every sad thought

Every single tear that does fall

Your sweet memory is brought to life

And there are so, so many to recall.


Loved you then

Love you still

Always have

Always will.


Beloved Angel son


The groundsmen had been strimming the lawn today

Much colder in the harbour this afternoon


Little monkey


Thursday 16th February

Sometimes you were a little monkey

You’d shout and scream, scratch and swear

You might become really frustrated

Kicking out and pulling my hair.


Challenging times required much patience

Reasoning and talking softly

Mostly you would understand

Other times you were downright naughty.


You were such a complex character

But it’s what gave you your charm

Funny, with a great sense of humour

Who’d never do anyone any harm.


My cheeky little Angel in heaven

How I wish you were still here

Getting up to lots of mischief

Making us smile and bringing cheer.


Love you to the moon and back

Sweetheart Angel son


The beach this afternoon (stylised by Google Photos)

You cheeky monkey

The harbour, with many half-term holidaymakers about